I'm waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington, 125
So sick and dirty, more dead than alive
I'm waiting for my man

Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown?
Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around?
Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind
I'm just lookin' for a very good 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 that you learn is you always gotta wait
I'm waiting for my man

Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Nobody bothers to stop you, but nobody cares
He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
And then you got to hurry because you got no time to waste
I'm waiting for my man

I just don't know exactly where I'm going
But, I gotta try for the kingdom
If I can cause it make me feel like I'm a man
When I stick that spike into my vein
Then I tell you thing they arn't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jeuse's son
And I guess that I just don't know
I thank god I just don't know

I say baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout
I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out
I'm feeling so good, I'm feeling oh so fine
Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
I'm waiting for my man
Walk me home honey

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