Текст песни I'm Waiting for the Man - May 1965 Demo - Lou Reed

I'm Waiting for the Man words and music will read

I'm waiting for the man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington, 125
Feel 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, it's the furthest from my mind
I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine
I'm waiting for the man

Here he comes, he's all dressed in black
PR shoes and a PR (big straw) hat (come on, thank you)
He's never early, he's always late (I'll catch up next time)
First thing you learn is you always gotta wait
I'm waiting for the man

Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares
He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
Then he's gotta leave because he's got no time to waste
I'm waiting for my man

Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout
I'm feeling good, and you know I'm gonna work it on out
I'm feeling good, I'm feeling real fine
Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
I'm waiting for the man