Waiting on a Know Good Friend

Standing on a street corner

I got a leather glove over each hand

My green overcoat hangs,

The collar is turned up

With a black wool scarf tied around my neck

A fur hat lives snugly on my head

I am warm, but the snow is blowing--the wind stings my uncovered skin

My friend was supposed to be here soon, he said

But it is well past noon

Always a bad time to meet, when it is winter and the snow is blowing

I put a leather gloved hand over my face,

then pull the scarf over my frostbit lips

This friend has so much control,

I always bail him out when he can't pay his bills

Buy him booze, just the expensive whiskies

He never pays me back

Drinks too much,

Plays drum in bad local rock n' roll band

His own brother says he manipulates people, and thinks I'm a fool

Ten extra dollars in my pocket, waiting for a friend

I pull my fur hat down over my eyebrows; streaks of snow blind my eyes

No one is on the street, just me in a green overcoat

Where is he, probably snug in bed

Why I do these things, I don't know

I could be home, listening to Lou Reed

Maybe his song Heroin

The Velvet Underground

Play good music on my turntable

Instead of going round in circles playing the fool to a no good friend

I oughta' go home,

turn up the heat

When he calls, hang up the phone

I guess I'm addicted to helping everyone,

Women who know when to cry,

Smooth talkin' strangers, who lie about the seven seas

Good people

Evil people

Half dressed ladies sighing about lonely love

That's what I'll do

In five minutes, that's what I'll do...

Stop waiting for a friend 

Stop waiting for a friend 

I don't do booze 

I don't do drugs

Like Lou Reed says:

"I guess, I just don't know"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6xcwt9mSbYE