I'm waiting for my man. Twenty-six dollars in my hand. Up to Lexington 1-2-5. So 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 springs to my mind. I'm just looking for a good friendly behinde. I'm waiting for my man. Here he comes he's all dressed in black. Real shoes and a big straw hat. He's never early he's always late. First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait. I'm waiting for my man. Dirty brownstone up three flights of stairs. Nobody's tried to pinn you but nobody cares. He's got the works gives you sweet taste. Then you gotta split because he's got no time to waste. I'm waiting for my man. Baby don't you holler honey don't you ball and shout. I'm feeling good I know I'm gonna work it on out. I'm feeling good I'm feel oh so fine. Until tomorrow but that's just another time. I'm waiting for my man.. To welcomeing home.