(lou reed)
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I'm waiting for my man
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Twenty-six dollars in my hand
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Up to Lexington, 125
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Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
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I'm waiting for my man
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Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown?
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Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around?
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Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind
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I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine
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I'm waiting for my man
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Here he comes, he's all dressed in black
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Beat up shoes and a big straw hat
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He's never early, he's always late
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First thing you learn is you always gotta wait I'm waiting for my man
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Up to a brownstone, up three flights of stairs
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Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares
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He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
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Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
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I'm waiting for my man
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Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout
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I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out
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I'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine
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Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
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I'm waiting for my man
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Waiting For The Man
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| Bauhaus |
