Iggy Pop – Waiting For The Man Lyrics  Share

I^,m waiting for my man, 26 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, whatyou doing uptown hey, white boy, you chasing our women around? oh pardon me sir, it^,s the furthest of my mind l^,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 thatyou always got to wait i^,m waiting for my man up to brownstone, up three flights of stairs everybody^, s pinnedyou but nobody cares he^,s got the works, gives you sweet taste oh, then you gotta split because he^,s got no time to waste, ah i^,m waiting for my man baby don^,tyou holler darling don ^,tyou bawl and shout i^,m feeling good, i^,m gonna work it on out i^,m feeling good, i^,m feeling oh so fine until tomorrow, but that^,s just another time i^,m waiting for my man
Bookmark Waiting For The Man and share Iggy Pop with your friends