文本歌词

I'm waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars
in my hand
Up to lexington 125
Feel sick and dirty
more dead than alive
I'm waiting for my man
Hey, white boy
what you doing uptown
Hey, white boy
you chasing our women around
Oh pardon me sir
it's the furthest
from my mind
I'm just looking for a dear
dear friend of mine
I'm waiting for my man
Here he comes
he's all dressed in black
Pr shoes
and a big straw hat
He's never early
he's always late
First thing you learn is
you always gotta wait
I'm waiting for my man
Up to a brownstone
up three flights of stairs
Everybody's pinned you
but nobody cares
He's got the works
gives you sweet taste
Ah then you gotta split
because you got no time to waste
I'm waiting for my man
Baby don't you holler
darling don't you bawl and shout
I'm feeling good
you know
I'm gonna work it on out
I'm feeling good
I'm feeling oh so fine
Until tomorrow
but that's just some other time
I'm waiting for my man