What Lou Reed said

Could it be?:

I'm Waiting For My Man
by Velvet Underground

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

elena's cool like that.



"It's for the pain. Rarely touch the stuff...Can I have another?"

She must've been referring to to that line from Velvet Underground's 'Waiting for the Man'...

A bit weird sounding though, as that song refers to being a junkie and having to go score while you're becoming dopesick. In this instance its use seems a little awkward, though.

As a sidenote - I must admit that, for a dude who only wrote & played music about using drugs (and I suspect enjoyed having people assume he really did), Lou Reed could write some convincing stuff like 'Waiting for the Man' and 'Heroin' that could fool most addicts. As for 'Waiting...' - anyone who's ever been there understands what a goddamn ordeal this chore can be - you're impatient, in pain, odds are you're antsy so you're a bit early, and all you so desperately want is meet up quickly, make a fast hassle-free transaction, and run the hell outta there to fix up IMMEDIATELY, so you may then feel good & normal and can actually just go about your pathetic day. That lyric's accuracy is so spot-on it's funny - as in my experience it never mattered who your dealer was, or how reliable his product, or how decent a person he was, & how fair he conducted business w/ you - still, over half the time you call and arrange a time/place, it seems every 15 minutes that elapse before you're to meet up, he really must've meant 30 or 45 mins, maybe even an hour if you're really unlucky - so it seems great on those rarer occasions you're both there at the exact prearranged time. But perhaps less than 1% of the time will he actually be the one to show up early to wait on you. Whenever this happens, it's always a good idea to pick up a lottery ticket on your way home!

PS - Stay in school. Don't do drugs