"And me, I'm flying in my taxi ..."

It was raining hard in 'Frisco

I needed one more fare to make my night

A lady up ahead waved to flag me down

She got in at the light

Oh, where you going to, my lady blue

It's a shame you ruined your gown in the rain

She just looked out the window, she said

"Sixteen Parkside Lane"

Something about her was familiar

I could swear I'd seen her face before

But she said, "I'm sure you're mistaken"

And she didn't say anything more

It took a while, but she looked in the mirror

And she glanced at the license for my name

A smile seemed to come to her slowly

It was a sad smile, just the same

And she said, "How are you Harry?"

I said, "How are you Sue?

Through the too many miles

And the too little smiles

I still remember you"

―Harry 'The Cat' Chapin