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 doin´ uptown?
Hey, white boy, you chasin´ 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
PR 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
Oh, work it now

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

Ah, then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
I´m waiting for my man

Baby don´t you holler, darlin´ don´t you bawl and shout
I´m feeling good, you know I´m gonna work it on 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
Walk it home

Oh, it´s alright
Huh huh

Cette chanson est une reprise. Sa version originale a été créée par
The Velvet Underground