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Lirik Lagu Passing Me By - Pharcyde

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Now in my younger days I used to sport as sagWhen 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 andHelp me with my problem, it was never much,Just a trick, to smell her scent and try to sneak a touchOh, 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 passing 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 nigger,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 passing 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 rudey, too,