Rodney Carrington - It's Too Late lyrics

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

[alternate verse: 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