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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 the furthest of my mind
l'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,
Beat up shoes and a big straw hat
He's never early, he's always late
First thing you learn is that you always got to wait
I'm waiting for my man
Up to
Brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody' s pinned you but nobody cares
He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
Oh, then you gotta split
Because he's 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 good, I'm gonna work it on out
I'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine
Until tomorrow, but that's just another time
I'm waiting for my man
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