I'm Waiting For The Man Songtext
von John Cale

I′ve been waiting for my man
26 dollars in my hand
Up to the Lexington, 125
Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
Waiting for my man

Hey, white boy, what you doing uptown?
Hey, white boy, you chasing all our killer girls around?
Oh, pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind
I′m just waiting for a dear, dear friend of mine
Waiting for my man


Here he come, all dressed in black
Beat up shoes and a big strong hat on my head
He never early, always late
First thing you learn is that you're always gonna wait
You're waiting for the other man

Up to a brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody has pinned you, but nobody cares
He′s got the works, he gives you sweet taste
But to see you again, is that you′re always gotta wait
Waiting for your man

Baby don't you holler, darlin′ please don't bawl and shout
I′m feeling good, feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out
I′m feeling so good, feeling so fine
Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
Waiting, waiting