Letra de Waiting for the man

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 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 dear, dear friend of mine
I´m waiting for my man
Here he comes, he´s all dressed in black
Beat up 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, darlin´ 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