David Bowie Waiting for the man Lyrics:
I'm waiting for the man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington 1-2-5
So sick and dirty more dead than alive
I'm waiting for the man

Hey white boy, what you doin' uptown
Hey white boy, you chasin' our women around
Oh pardon me sir,now, it springs to my mind
Uuu, I'm just looking for a good friend o' mine
I'm waiting for the man

Here he comes, he's all dressed in black
Real shoes and a big straw hat
He's never early, he's always late
First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait
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I'm waiting for the man

Big dirty building, up three flights of stairs
Nobody stops you 'cause nobody cares
He's got the works gives you sweet taste
But then you gotta split because
you've got no time to waste
I'm waiting for the man

Baby don't you holler, darling
don't you ball and shout
I'm feeling good, and I'm gonna work it on out
I'm feeling good, feeling so fine
Until tomorrow but that's just another time
I'm waiting for the man.

I'm waiting for the man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington 1-2-5
So sick and dirty more dead than alive
I'm waiting for the man
Lyrics: Waiting for the man, David Bowie [end]