I got

On a city bus

And found

A vacant seat

I thought

I saw

My future bride

Walking 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



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 she's 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

Everybody's tab

With

A twenty dollar bill

Told him 'catch

That yellow cab'



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