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I got on a city bus and found a vacant seat, thought I saw my future bride
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walking up the street, I shouted to the driver hey conductor, you must slow
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down. I think I see her please let me off this bus

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Nadine, honey is that you.  Oh, Nadine. Honey, is that you? Seems like every
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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.

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