I'm waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington, 125
Feeling sick and dirty, more dead than alive
I'm waiting for my man
Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown?
Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around?
Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind
I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine
I'm waiting for my man
works
white
waste
twenty
thing
taste
sweet
women
straw
split
shout
pardon
nobody
never
three
lexington
dirty
friend
dollars
other
gotta
early
brownstone
waiting
uptown
alive
shoes
holler
comes
always
dressed
furthest
because
until
stairs
around
first
pinned
feeling
flights
cares
gives
tomorrow
black
gonna
learn
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