Passin Me By Lyrics

from Album (Bizarre Ride II The Pharcyde) by The Pharcyde
The Pharcyde ( ) is an alternative hip hop group from South Central Los Angeles South Los Angeles , where the group's members grew up. The original four members of the group are Imani Imani (rapper) [more..]

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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...






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