(lou reed)

I'm waiting for my man

Twenty-six dollars in my hand

Up to lexington125

Feel sick and dirtymore dead than alive

I'm waiting for my man

Heywhite boywhat you doin' uptown? 

Heywhite boyyou chasin' our women around? 

Oh pardon me sirit's the furthest from my mind

I'm just lookin' for a deardear friend of mine

I'm waiting for my man

Here he comeshe's all dressed in black

Beat up shoes and a big straw hat

He's never earlyhe's always late

First thing you learn is you always gotta wait I'm waiting for my man

Up to a brownstoneup three flights of stairs

Everybody's pinned youbut nobody cares

He's got the worksgives 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 hollerdarlin' don't you bawl and shout

I'm feeling goodyou know I'm gonna work it on out

I'm feeling goodI'm feeling oh so fine

Until tomorrowbut that's just some other time

I'm waiting for my man