Antonio Birabent

I´m waiting for my man
Got 26 dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington 125
feelin´ sick and dirty
for a day and a life
Huh, I´m waiting for my man

Hey white boy, what you doin´ uptown
Hey white boy, you chasin´ my women around
Pardon me sir, it´s furthest from my mind
I´m just waitin´ for a dear-dear friend of mine
I´m waiting for my man, come on

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

Up to a brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody´s pinned you and nobody cares
He´s got the works, gives you sweet taste
Then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
I´m waiting for my man

Hey baby, don´t you holler, don´t you ball and shout
I´m feeling good, I´m gonna work it on out
I´m feeling good, feeling so fine
Until tomorrow, but that´s just some other time
I´m waiting for my man
I´m waiting for my man
I´m waiting for my man
Man-man-man-man-man-man-man.