Waiting For The Man (San Francisco Hotel Recording)

David Bowie - Pop
Waiting For The Man (San Francisco Hotel Recording)
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Duration: 6:29
Lyrics
I'm waiting for the 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 the man Hey white boy, what you're doin' in town Hey white boy, chasin' all the women around Oh pardon me, sir, it springs to my mind I'm just looking for a good friend of mine I'm waiting for the man Here he comes, he's all dressed in black Real shoes and a big straw hat He never early, he's always late First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait I'm waiting for the man Big dirty building Up three flights of stairs Nobody stops you 'cause nobody cares He's got the works Gives you sweet taste Then you gotta split Bеcause he's got no time to wastе I'm waiting for the man Baby, don't you holler Darlin', don't you scream and shout I'm feeling good, I'm going to work it out, all out I'm feeling so good, I'm feeling so fine Until tomorrow, but that's just another time I'm waiting for the man Waiting for the man Waiting for the man Waiting for the man Waiting for the man Waiting for the man Waiting, waiting Waiting for the man Waiting for the man Waiting for the man Waiting for the man Waiting for the man Waiting for the man Waiting for the man Waiting for the man Waiting for the man
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