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I’m waiting for my man

Got twenty-six dollars in my hand

Up to Lexington, 125

Feeling sick and dirty, more dead than alive

I’m waiting for my man

Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs

Everybody’s pinned you, but nobody cares

Pardon me sir, it’s the furthest from my mind

I’m just waitin' for a dear, dear friend of mine

I’m waiting for my man

Waiting, waiting for my man

Waiting, waiting for my man

Waiting, 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 you always gotta wait

I’m waiting for my man

Hey baby, don’t you holler, don’t you bawl and shout

I’m feeling good, I’m gonna work it on out

I’m feeling good, I’m feeling so fine

Until tomorrow, but that’s just another time

I’m waiting for my man

Waiting

I’m waiting for my man

Waiting

I’m waiting for my man

Waiting

I’m waiting for my man

Waiting, waiting for my man

Waiting

I’m waiting for my man

Waiting, waiting for my man

Waiting

I’m waiting for my man

Waiting

I’m waiting for my man

Waiting

I’m waiting for my man

Waiting

I’m waiting for my man

Waiting

I’m waiting for my man…

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