Vanessa Paradis
Vanessa Paradis - I'm Waiting For The Man lyrics
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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 waiting for a dear, dear friend of mine I'm waiting for my man Here he comes, he's all dressed in black New York shoes and a big straw hat He's never early, he's always late First thing you learn is that you always have to wait I'm waiting for my man Up to brownstone, up three flights of stairs Everybody, body's pinned you but nobody cares He's got the works, he's your sweet taste Then you gotta split because he's got no time to waste I'm waiting for my man Baby, don't you holler, darling, don't you ball and shout I'm feeling good, you know, we're gonna work it on out I'm feeling good, I'm feeling so fine Until tomorrow but that's just another time I'm waiting for my man I'm waiting for my man I'm waiting for my man I'm waiting for my man