Waiting For The Man

Waiting For The Man

Iggy Pop
(album: Skull Ring)

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, whatyou 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 thatyou always got to wait i´m waiting for my man up to brownstone, up three flights of stairs everybody´ s pinnedyou 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´tyou holler darling don ´tyou 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