The Riot Squad - I'm Waiting for My Man lyrics

I'm waiting for my 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 my man Hey white boy, what you doin' in town Hey white boy, you chasin' all the women around Oh pardon me, sir, it springs to my mind I'm just looking for a good friendly behind I'm waiting for my 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've always gotta wait I'm waiting for my man Dirty brown stone, up three flights of stairs Nobody's tried to pin you, and nobody cares He's got the works, gives you sweet taste Then you gotta split because you've got no time to waste I'm waiting for my man Baby, don't you holler, honey, don't you bawl and shout I'm feeling good, I know I'm gonna work it on out I'm feeling good, I feel oh so fine Until tomorrow but that's just another time I'm waiting for my man to walk me home