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I'm waiting for my man Twenty-six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington 125 Feeling 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 High-heeled shoes and a big straw hat He's never early, he's always late First thing you learn is that you've always got to wait I'm waiting for my man Two brownstones, up three flights of stairs Looks like nobody's pinned you, but nobody cares He's got the works, gives you sweet taste Ah, then you've got to split because you've got no time to waste I'm waiting for my man Baby, don't you holler, darling don't you bawl and shout I'm feeling good, and I'm gonna work it all out I'm feeling good, I'm feeling so fine Until tomorrow, that's just some other time I'm waiting for my man