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 up with you, you're up to something new)
I saw her from the corner when she turned and doubled back Started walkin' toward a coffee colored Cadillac I was pushin'through the crowd to get to where she's at I was campaignin', 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. Flipped a twenty-dollar bill, told him "catch that yellow cab."
She moves around like a wayward summer breeze, Go, driver, go, go-on, catch her for me please. Moving through the traffic like a mounted cavalier Leaning out the taxi window trying to make her hear.