| Song | I'm Waiting For My Man |
| Artist | Električni Orgazam |
| Album | Original Album Collection |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Lou Reed | |
| I’m waiting for my man | |
| Twenty-six dollars in my hand | |
| Up to Lexington, 125 | |
| Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive | |
| I’m waiting for my 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 my man | |
| 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 you always gotta wait | |
| I’m waiting for my 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 | |
| Ah then you gotta split because you 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, 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 | |
| I’m waiting for my man |
| zuo qu : Lou Reed | |
| I' m waiting for my man | |
| Twentysix dollars in my hand | |
| Up to Lexington, 125 | |
| Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive | |
| I' m waiting for my 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 my man | |
| 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 you always gotta wait | |
| I' m waiting for my 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 | |
| Ah then you gotta split because you 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, 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 | |
| I' m waiting for my man |
| zuò qǔ : Lou Reed | |
| I' m waiting for my man | |
| Twentysix dollars in my hand | |
| Up to Lexington, 125 | |
| Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive | |
| I' m waiting for my 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 my man | |
| 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 you always gotta wait | |
| I' m waiting for my 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 | |
| Ah then you gotta split because you 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, 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 | |
| I' m waiting for my man |