As I got on a city bus and found a vacant seat,

I thought I saw my future bride walkin?up the street,

I shouted to the driver "hey conductor, you must slow down.

I think I see her please let me off this bus"

Nadine, honey is that you?

Oh, Nadine. Honey, is that you?

Seems like every time I see you darling you got something else to do.

(Alternate verse: Seems like every time I catch you, datcha you're up to something new)



I saw her from the corner when she turned and doubled back

And started walkin?toward a coffee colored Cadillac

I was pushin?through the crowd to get to where shes at

And I was campaign shouting like a southern diplomat.



Downtown searching for her, looking all around,

Saw her getting in a yellow cab heading up town.

I caught a loaded taxi, paid up everybodys tab.

With a twenty-dollar bill, told him "catch that yellow cab."



She moves around like a wave of summer breeze,

Go, driver, go, go, catch her balmy breeze.

Moving through the traffuc like a mounted cavalier

Leaning out the taxi window trying to make her hear.