Passin' Me By

Now in my younger days I 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 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
 She keeps on passing me by
 She keeps on passing me by
 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
 Damn, she looked good, down side: she had a man
 He was a rudey, too, 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 letting her pass I had proved to be a better man
 She keeps on passing me by
 She keeps on passing me by
 She keeps on passing me by
 She keeps on passing me by
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 Now there she goes again, the dopest Ethiopian
 And now the world around me be gets 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 persistance
 And I was so low-key that she was unaware of my existence
 From 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 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 one who loves you dearly
 P.S. Love me tender
 The letter came back three days later: return to Sender
 Damn!
 She keeps on passing me by
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 She keeps on passing me by
 She keeps on passing me by
 She keeps on passing me by
 She keeps passing me by
 She keeps passing me by
 She keeps passing me by
 She keeps passing me by
 She keeps passing me by
 She keeps passing me by
 She keeps passing me by
 She keeps passing me by