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I'm waiting for my man |
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Twenty-six dollars in my hand |
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Up to Lexington, 125 |
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Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive |
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I'm waiting for my man |
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Velvet Underground |
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Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown? |
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Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around? |
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Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind |
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I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine |
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I'm waiting for my man |
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Here he comes, he's all dressed in black |
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Beat up shoes and a big straw hat |
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He's never early, he's always late |
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Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs |
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Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares |
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He's got the works, gives you sweet taste |
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Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste |
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I'm waiting for my man |
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Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout |
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I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out |
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I'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine |
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Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time |
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I'm waiting for my man |
