i’m waiting for my man, 26 dollars in my hand
up to lexington, 125, i feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive.
hey white boy, what are you doing uptown
hey white boy, you are chasing all women around
oh boy me suck, it spills from my mind
i am just looking for a way to free my mind
here he comes, he’s all dressed in black
they’re your shoes, and a big straw hat
he is never early, he is always late
one thing you must learn is that you’re always gonna wait
baby don’t you holla, baby don’t you wanna shout
i am feeling good, no more working it all out
i am feeling good, i am feeling so fine
wait tomorrow then it’s just another time
walking home…

words & music: reed