Passing Me By lyrics

Artist  : Pharcyde 
Song : Passing Me By



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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 by
the 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 book 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

Time for me to voice my
opinion of not even pretendin 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
Damn, 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 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...