The Pharcyde — Passin’ Me By Acapella

[Verse 1: Bootie Brown] 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 hеr up from school promptly at 3 o' clock I was on her jock, yes indeedy, I wrote graffiti on thе 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 [Chorus: The Pharcyde] She keeps on passin' me by She keeps on passin' me by She keeps on passin' me by She keeps on pass [Verse 2: SlimKid3] 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 love 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 was 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 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 the stride 'Cause I won't have no more of this passin' me by [Verse 3: Imani] 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 Dude, 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 [Chorus: The Pharcyde] She keeps on passin' me by She keeps on passin' me by She keeps on passin' me by She keeps on passin' me [Verse 4: Fatlip] Now there she goes again, the dopest Ethiopian And now the world around me begins 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 persistence And I was so low-key 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 feel for you When I try or make some sort of attempt, I simp 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 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, damn, damn [Chorus: The Pharcyde] 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 passin' me by (Woo) She keeps on passin' me by She keeps on passin' me by She keeps on passin' me by [Outro: The Pharcyde] She keeps on passin' me by (Doo-doo-doo-doo) She keeps on passin' me by (Shoo-doo) She keeps on passin' me by (Doo-doo-doo-doo) She keeps on passin' me by (Shoo-doo) She keeps on passin' me by (Doo-doo-doo-doo) She keeps on passin' me by (Shoo-doo) She keeps on passin' me by (Doo-doo-doo-doo) She keeps on passin' me by