Nadine (Live from Blueberry Hill)

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 darlin’

You got something else to do

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 tryin’

to get to where she's at

And I was campaign shoutin’

like a southern diplomat

Nadine, Honey is that you?

Oh, Nadine, Honey, where are you?

Seem like every time

I catch-up with you

You off to something new

Downtown searchin’ for her,

lookin’ all around

Saw her getting’

in a yellow cab headin’ uptown

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?

Seem like every time

I catch-up with you

You off to something new

She moves around like

a wave of summer breeze

Go, driver, go, gone,

catch her balmy breeze

Movin’ through 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 see you darlin’

You up to somethin’ new