Nadine

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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, 
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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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