Passin Me By lyrics

Artist  : Pharacyde 
Song : Passin Me By



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														   Now in my younger days I used to
sport as 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
(nigga)  

 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 birdie's 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  

 when-ever 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 persistance;  

 And I was so low-key that she was unaware of my
existance  

 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