Bauhaus
Bauhaus - Waiting for The Man songtekst
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(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