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 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 moves around like a wayward summer breeze, Go, driver, go, go, catch her pretty please. Moving through the traffic like a mounted cavalier Leaning out the taxi window trying to make her hear.