David Bowie — Waiting For The Man Live Santa Monica 72

[Verse 1] I'm waiting for my man Twenty-six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington, 125 So sick and dirty, more dead than alive [Chorus] I'm waiting for the man [Verse 2] Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown? Hey, white boy, you chasin' all the women around? Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine [Chorus] I'm waiting for my man La-ta-ta [Verse 3] Here he comes, he's all dressed in black (Oh!) 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 [Verse 4] Brownstone, up three flights of stairs Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares He's got the works, gives you sweet taste And then you gotta split because you got no time to waste [Chorus] I'm waiting for my man La-ta-ta, ti-ta-ti-ta La-ta-ta, ti-ta-ti-ta [Verse 5] Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out I'm feeling good, I'm feeling, oh, so fine Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time [Chorus] I'm waiting for my man I'm waiting for my man [Verse 1] I'm waiting for my man Twenty-six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington, 125 So sick and dirty, more dead than alive [Chorus] I'm waiting for my man (Whoa!) [Guitar Solo] [Outro] [Audience Applause]