Velvet Underground I'm Waiting For The Man Lyrics

(Reed)

 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
 Beat up 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