Karaoké Passin' Me By The 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 'cos 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 lookin' glass

I seen her yesterday but still

I had to let her pass

She keeps on passin' me by

She keeps on passin' me by

She keeps on passin' me by

She keeps on pa-

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 somethin' better

But the smile that she shows makes me a go-getter

I haven't gone as far as askin' if I could get with her

I just play it b-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

All I can do was stare

Back as kids we used to kiss when we played 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 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 and stop her stride 'cos I won't have no more of this passin' me by

Time for me to voice my opinion

Can't be pretendin' she didn't have me

Sprung like a chicken

Chasin' my tail like a doggie

She was kind of like a star

Thinkin' I was like a fan

Damn she looked good

Downside, 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

She keeps on passin' me by

She keeps on passin' me by

She keeps on passin' me

Now there she goes again

The dopest Ethiopian

And now the world around me begins movin' in slow motion 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 lowkey that she was unaware of my existence

From a distance I desired her

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 simp

Damn I wish I wasn't such a wimp 'cos then I would let you know that I love you so

And if I was your man then I would be true

The only lyin' 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

She keeps on passin' me by

She keeps on passin' me by

She keeps on passin' me by

She keeps on pa-

She keeps passin' me by

She keeps passin' me by

She keeps passin' me by

She keeps passin' me by

She keeps passin' me by

She keeps passin' me by

She keeps passin' me by

She keeps passin' me by