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Waiting For The Man (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(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
Beat up 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

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Waiting For The Man (Letra)

Janet Jackson

Janet Jackson

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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’ uptown
Hey white boy, you chasin’ our women around
Oh pardon me sir, it furtherest from my mind
I’m just looking for a dear dear friend of mine.
I’m waiting for my man

Here he comes, he’s all dressed in black
New York 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

Dirty brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Nobody’s tried to pinn you but nobody cares
He’s got the works gives you sweet taste
Then you gotta split because he’s got no time to waste
I’m waiting for my man

Baby don’t you holler, honey don’t you ball and shout
I’m feeling good, i know i’m gonna work it on out
I’m feeling good, i’m feel oh so fine
Until tomorrow but that’s just another time
I’m waiting for my man.

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Waiting For The Man (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

D. mccafferty/p. agnew/d. sweet/m. charlton

Cruisin’ on down to my street corner
Where me and my friends hang out
I’m pickin’ up billy along the way
Man he knows what it’s all about
Jed knows some chicks that can be had
He’s got his old mans car
You know that can’t be bad
Phil just got numbered in a fight
But we all jumped in now ol’ phil’s alright
Hangin’ out together on the street
Lookin’ so hot we can’t be beat
Keepin’ so cool when we get hassled
Takin’ our time to move along
And if you’re lookin’ to start some trouble
Man you don’t know what you’re takin’ on
Me and billy all the guys
Fat marie with the friendly eyes
She ain’t so pretty but, ooh my my my
Street corner people waitin’ for the man
Just me and billy and all the guys
Fat marie with the friendly eyes
She ain’t so pretty but, ooh my my my
Street corner people, we’re waitin’ for the man
Shootin’ our job to the local ladies
Showin’ them such a good time
Drinkin’ our wine and gettin’ crazy
And movin’ on down the line
Just me and billy, all the guys
Fat marie with the friendly eyes
She ain’t so pretty but, ooh my my my
We’re just street corner people waitin’ for the man
Me and billy, all the guys
Fat marie with the friendly eyes
She ain’t so pretty but, ooh my my my
Street corner people waitin’ for the man
We’re just street corner people
We’re waitin’ for the man

Waiting For The Man (Letra)

Bauhaus

Bauhaus

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Reed

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, whatyou doing uptown
Hey, white boy, you chasing our women around?
Oh pardon me sir, it’s the furthest of my mind
L’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,
Beat up shoes and a big straw hat
He’s never early, he’s always late
First thing you learn is thatyou always got to wait
I’m waiting for my man

Up to brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody’ s pinnedyou but nobody cares
He’s got the works, gives you sweet taste
Oh, then you gotta split
Because he’s got no time to waste, ah
I’m waiting for my man

Baby don’tyou holler
Darling don ‘tyou bawl and shout
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 another time
I’m waiting for my man