David Bowie

David Bowie - Waiting For The Man songtekst

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I'm waiting for my man

Twenty-six dollars in my hand

Up to Lexington 1-2-5

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 springs to my mind

I'm just looking for a good friendly behinde

I'm waiting for my man



Here he comes, he's all dressed in black

Real shoes and a big straw hat

He's never early, he's always late

First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait

I'm waiting for my man



Dirty brownstone, up three flights of stairs

Nobody's tried to pinn you but nobody cares

He's got the works gives you 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, honey don't you ball and shout

I'm feeling good, I know I'm gonna work it on out

I'm feeling good, I'm feel oh so fine

Until tomorrow but that's just another time

I'm waiting for my man.



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