Im waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand

Up to lexington 1-2-5

So sick and dirty more dead than alive

Im waiting for my man

Hey white boy, what you doin uptown

Hey white boy, you chasin our women around

Oh pardon me sir, it springs to my mind

Im just looking for a good friendly behinde

Im waiting for my man

Here he comes, hes all dressed in black

Real shoes and a big straw hat

Hes never early, hes always late

First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait

Im waiting for my man

Dirty brownstone, up three flights of stairs

Nobodys tried to pinn you but nobody cares

Hes got the works gives you sweet taste
Then you gotta split because hes got no time to waste

Im waiting for my man

Baby dont you holler, honey dont you ball and shout

Im feeling good, I know Im gonna work it on out

Im feeling good, Im feel oh so fine

Until tomorrow but thats just another time

Im waiting for my man.

To welcomeing home