Lou Reed Live

Staring at my picture book
She looks like mary, queen of scots
She seemed very regal to me
Just goes to show how wrong you can be

I'm gonna stop wastin' my time
Somebody else would have broken both of her arms

Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song

My castle, kids and home
I thought she was mary, queen of scots
I tried so very hard
Shows just how wrong you can be

I'm gonna stop wasting time
Somebody else would have broken both of her arms

Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song
...

All your two-bit friends
They're shootin' you up with pills
They said that it was good for you
That it would cure your ills

I don't care just where it's at
I'm just like an alley cat

And when you're filled up to here with hate
Don't you know you gotta get it straight
Filled up to here with hate
Beat her black and blue and get it straight

Do, do, do, do, do, do
When you're lookin' through the eyes of hate

All your two-bit friends
They asked you for your autograph
They put you on the stage
They thought it'd be good for a laugh

But i don't care just where it's at
'cause honey, i'm just like an alley cat

And when you're filled up to here with hate
Don't you know you gotta get it straight
Filled up to here with hate
Beat her black and blue and get it straight
Uh-huh


Oh, jim
How could you treat me this way
Hey, hey, hey
How could you treat me this way

Oh, jim
How could you treat me this way
Hey, hey
How could you treat me this way

You know you broke my heart
Ever since you went away

Now you said that you love us
But you only make love to one of us
Oh, oh, oh, oh, jim
How could you treat me this way

You know you broke my heart
Ever since you went away

When you're looking through the eyes of hate
Oh, oh, oh, oh
When you're looking through the eyes of hate
Oh, oh, oh, oh
When you're looking through the eyes of hate
Oh, oh, oh, oh
When you're looking through the eyes of hate
Oh, oh, oh, oh
When you're looking through the eyes of hate
Oh, oh, oh, oh
When you're looking through the eyes of hate
Oh, oh, oh, oh
...

I'm waiting for my man
Got 26 dollars in my hand
Up to lexington 125
Feelin' sick and dirty
Huh, i'm waiting for my man

Hey white boy, what you doin' uptown
Hey white boy, you chasin' my women around
Pardon me sir, it's furthest from my mind
I'm just waitin' for a dear-dear friend of mine
I'm waiting for my man, come on

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 that you always gotta wait
I'm waiting for my man

Up to a brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody's pinned you and nobody cares
He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
Then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
I'm waiting for my man

Hey baby, don't you holler, don't you ball and shout
I'm feeling good, i'm gonna work it on out
I'm feeling good, feeling so fine
Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
I'm waiting for my man
I'm waiting for my man
I'm waiting for my man
Man-man-man-man-man-man-man