Pharcyde - Passing Me By Lyrics

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Now in my younger days I used to sport a shag
When I went to school I carried lunch in a bag
With an apple for my teacher cause I knew I'd get a kiss
Always got mad when the class was dismissed
But when it was in session, I always had a question
I would raise my hand to make her stagger to my desk and
Help me with my problem it was never much
Just a trick, to smell her scent and try to sneak a touch
Oh, how I wish I could hold her hand and give her a hug
She was married to the man, he was a thug
His name was lee, he drove a z

He'd pick her up from school promptly at three o'clock
I was on her jock, yes indeedy I wrote graffiti on the bus
First I'd write her name then carve a plus,
With my name last, on the looking glass,
I seen her yesterday but still I had to let her pass

She keeps on passin' me by

When I dream of fairytales I think of me and shelly
See she's my type of hype and I can't stand when brothers tell me

That I should quit chasin' and look for something better
But the smile that she shows makes me a go-getter
I haven't gone as far as asking if I could get with her
I just play it by ear and hope she gets the picture
I'm shootin' for her heart, got my finger on the trigger
She could be my broad, and I could be her (n****)
But, all I can do is stare back as kids we used to kiss when we played truth or dare

Now she's more sophisticated, highly edu-ma-cated
Not at all over-rated, I think I need a prayer
To get in her boots and it looks rather dry
I guess a twinkle in her eye is just a twinkle in her eye
Although she's crazy steppin' I'll try to stop her stride
Cause I won't have no more of this passin' me by

And I must voice my opinion of not even pretending she didn't have me

Strung like a chicken, chase my tail like a doggie
She was kind of like a star, thinking I was like a fan
Dude, she looked good, down side she had a man
He was a rooty-toot, a nincompoop

She told me soon your little birdies gonna fly the coop
She was a flake like corn, and I was born not to understand
By lettin' her pass I had proved to be a better man

She keeps on passin' me by

Now there she goes again, the dopest Ethiopian
And now the world around me be gets movin' in slow motion
Whenever she happens to walk by why does the apple of my eye

Overlook and disregard my feelings no matter how much I try?

Wait, no, I did not really pursue my little princess with persistence

And I was so low-key that she was unaware of my existence
From a distance I desired, secretly admired her
Wired her a letter to get her, and it went
My dear, my dear, my dear, you do not know me but I know you very well

Now let me tell you about the feelings I have for you
When I try, or make some sort of attempt, I symp
Damn I wish I wasn't such a wimp
Cause then I would let you know that I love you so
And if I was your man then I would be true
The only lying I would do is in the bed with you
Then I signed sincerely the one who loves you dearly, ps love me tender

The letter came back three days later: return to sender
Damn

She keeps on passin' me by

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