Waiting for the Man Songtext
von Pearl Jam

I′m waiting for my man
26 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′re you doin' uptown?
Hey, white boy
Chasin' our women around?

Oh, pardon me sir
Further 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, big, big straw hat

He's never early, he′s always late
Oh, first thing you learn is that you always gotta wait
Yeah, I'm waiting for my man


Up to a brownstone
Up three flights of stairs
Everybody pinned you
Oh, but nobody cares

He′s got the worst, gives you sweet taste
Ah, then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
Yeah, I'm waiting for my man

One more time, pick it up
Let's keep going on the last one

Babe, don′t you holler
Darlin′, don't you bawl and shout
Well, I′m feeling good, 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
Oh, always waiting for my man

Oh, we're waitin′, waitin′ for
Wait for a man
There won't be another, won′t be another
Like our man