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Текст песни The Pharcyde - Passin Me By

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Now in my younger days I used to sport a shagWhen I went to school I carried lunch in a bagWith an apple for my teacher `cause I knew I`d get a kissAlways got mad when the class was dismissedBut when it was in session, I always had a questionI would raise my hand to make her stagger to my desk andhelp me with my problem, it was never muchJust a trick, to smell her scent and try to sneak a touchOh, how I wish I could hold her hand and give her a hugShe 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`clockI was on her jock, yes indeedy I wrote graffiti on the busFirst 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 passShe keeps on passin me by...When I dream of fairytales I think of me and ShellySee she`s my type of hype and I can`t stand when brothers tell meThat I should quit chasin` and look for something betterBut the smile that she shows makes me a go-getterI haven`t gone as far as asking if I could get with herI just play it by ear and hope she gets the pictureI`m shootin for her heart, got my finger on the triggerShe 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 dareNow she`s more sophisticated, highly edu-ma-catednot at all over-rated, I think I need a prayerto get in her boots and it looks rather dryI guess a twinkle in her eye is just a twinkle in her eyeAlthough she`s crazy steppin, I`ll try to stop her strideCause I won`t have no more of this passin me byTime for me to voice my opinion of not even pretendin she didn`t have meStrung like a chicken, chase my tail like a doggieShe was kind of like a star, thinking I was like a fanDude, she looked good, down side: she had a manHe was a rooty-toot, a nincompoopShe told me soon your little birdie`s gonna fly the coopShe was a flake like corn, and I was born not to understandBy lettin her pass I had proved to be a better manShe keeps on passin me by...Now there she goes again, the dopest EthiopianAnd now the world around me be gets movin in slow motion when-ever she happens to walk by - why does the apple of my eyeoverlook 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 existanceFrom 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 wellNow let me tell you about the feelings I have for youWhen I try, or make some sort of attempt, I sympDamn I wish I wasn`t such a wimp!`Cause then I would let you know that I love you soAnd if I was your man then I would be trueThe only lying I would do is in the bed with youThen I signed sincerely the one who loves you dearly, PS love me tenderThe letter came back three days later: Return to SenderDamn!She keeps on passin me by...

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