Waiting For The Man — текст песни (Reed Lou)

I`m waiting for my man, 26 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 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
P.R. shoes and and 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
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
Then you gotta split
Because you`ve got no time to waste, ah
I`m waiting for my man
Baby, don`t you holler
Darling don`t you bawl and shout
I`m feeling so good
I`m gonna work it all 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