Lyrics - Passin Me By by Pharcyde

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 (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...

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