Intro : I'm    waitin'for my man   Twenty six dollars  in my hand Up to Lexington, One two five, Feel sick and dirty more dead than alive I'm    waitin'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      waitin'for my man     Here he comes,    he's all dressed in black P.R. shoes    and big straw hat   He's never early, he's always late First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait I'm    waitin'for my man    Up to a brownstone,    up three flights of stairs Everybody's pinned      you but nobody cares He's got the works, gives you sweet taste Ah then you got to split cause you got no time to waste I'm    waitin'for my man    Baby don't you holler,  darlin'don't you bawl and shout I'm feelin good,    you know I'm gonna work it on out I'm feelin good, I feel oh so fine Until tomorrow, but that's just another time I'm    waitin'for my man