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