A I got on a city bus and found a vacant seat, thought I saw my future bride B9 walking up the street, I shouted to the driver hey conductor, you must slow A down. I think I see her please let me off this bus
CHORUS: A A B9 Nadine, honey is that you. Oh, Nadine. Honey, A E7 is that you? Seems like every A 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]
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Downtown searching for her, looking all around. Saw her getting in a yellow cab heading up town. I caught a loaded taxi, paid up everybody's tab. With a twenty dollar bill, told him 'catch that yellow cab.'
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She move around like a wave of summer breeze, go, driver, go, go, catch her balmy breeze. Moving thru the traffic like a mounted cavalier. Leaning out the taxi window trying to make her hear.