Lyrics Waiting For My Man - David Bowie, The Spiders From Mars
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Waiting For My Man , by - David Bowie. Song from the album Bowie at the Beeb (The Best of the BBC Sessions 1968-1972), in the genre Иностранный рок Release date: 24.09.2000 Record label: Parlophone Song language: English
Waiting For My Man
I’m waiting for my man
Got 26 dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington 125
feelin' sick and dirty
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