Karaoké I'm Waiting for the Man The Velvet Underground

I'm waiting for my man

Twenty-six dollars in my hand

Up to Lexington

One two five

Feel sick and dirty

More dead than alive

I'm waiting for my man

Hey white boy

What you doing uptown

Hey white boy

You chasing our women around

Oh pardon me sir

It's 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 that you always gotta wait

I'm waiting for my man

Oh work it now

Up to a brownstone

Up three flights of stairs

Everybody bodies 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

Darling 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

Walk it home

That's alright

Ho oh