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The Muny, Forest Park, St Louis MO - 17 June 1988
I got on a city bus and found a vacant seat
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 catch you
Datcha you're up to something new.
Nadine, honey is that you?
Oh, Nadine. Honey, is that you?
Seems like every time I catch you
Datcha you're up to something new.
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."
Nadine, honey is that you?
Oh, Nadine. Honey, is that you?
Seems like every time I catch you
Datcha you're up to something new.
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.
Nadine, honey is that you?
Oh, Nadine. Honey, is that you?
Seems like every time I catch you
Datcha you're up to something new.
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