Velvet Underground - I~m Waiting For The Man

(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