28.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
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