Passing Me By by the Pharcyde Now in my younger days U used to sport as sag 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 or 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 3 o'clock I was on her jock, yes indeed-y I wrote graffiti on the bus First I'd write her name and 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 pasing me by When I dream of fairy tales 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 chasing 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 shooting for her heart, got my finger on the trigger She could be my broad, and I could ber her nigger but All I could do was stare, back as kids we used to kiss when we'd play truth or dare Now she's more sophisticated, highly edumacated Not at all overrated, I think I need a prayer To get in her book, but it looks rather dry I guess a twinkle in her eye is just a twinkle in her eye Although she's crazy stepping, I'll try to stop her stride 'Cause I won't have no more of this passing me by And I must voice my opinion of me pretending she didn't have me Strung like a chicken, chase my tail like a doggy She was kinda like a star, thinking I was like a fan Dude, she looked good, downside, she had a man He was a rudey-too, a nincompoop She told me soon your little birdy's gonna fly the coop She was a flake like corn, and I was born Not to undeerstand by letting her pass I had proved to be a better man She keeps on passing me by Now there she goes again, the dopest Ethiopian And now the world around me begets moving in slowmotion 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 keyt hat she was unaware of my existence I desired her, secretly admired her, wired her A letter, to get her, 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 Give a try and consider the man who loves you dearly PS love me tender" The letter came back three days later Return to sender Damn She keeps on passing me by More