I'm waiting for my man
26 dollars in my hand
up to lexington, one two five
feel sick and dirty - more dead than alive
I'm waiting for the man
hey white boy whatchoo doin uptown?
hey white boy you chasin all the women around?
oh pardon me sir, it's furthest from my mind
I'm just looking for a dear dear friend of mine.
I'm waiting for the man
here he comes, he's all dressed in black.
P.R. shoes, baby, and a big straw hat.
he's never early, he's always late
first thing you learn is that you always gotta wait.
I'm waiting for the man.
up to brownstown, up 3 flights of stairs
everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares
he's got the works, gives you sweet taste
aw, but then you gotta split b'cause you got no time to waste
I'm waiting for the man.
Baby don't you holler, darlin don't you bawl and shout
I'm feelin' good, ya know ya gotta work it on out
I'm feelin good, i'm feelin so fine
until tomorrow but that's just some other time
I'm waiting for my man.
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