I'm waiting for my man. Twenty-six 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 what you doin' uptown?. Hey white boy you chasin' our women around?. Oh pardon me sir it's the furthest from my mind. I'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. 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. 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 gotta split because you got no time to waste. I'm waiting for my man. Baby don't you holler darlin' don't you bawl and shout. I'm feeling good you know I'm gonna work it on out. I'm feeling good I'm feeling oh so fine. Until tomorrow but that's just some other time. I'm waiting for my man.