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 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 fairy tales I think of me and Shelly See shes my type of hype And I can't stand when brothers tell me That I should quit chasing 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 shooting for her heart, got my finger on the trigger She could be my broad, and I could be her All I can do is stare Back as kids we used to kiss When we played truth or dare Now shes more sophisticated, highly edu-ma-cated Not at all over-rated, I think I need a prayer To get in her boots and it looks rather dry I guess a twinkle in her eye is just a twinkle in her eye Although shes crazy stepping, I'll try to stop her stride 'Cause I won't have no more of this passing me by
Time for me to voice my opinion, Can't be pretending she didn't have me Strung like a chicken, chasin' 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 rooty-toot, a nincompoop She told me soon your little birdies 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
Now there she goes again, The dopest Ethiopian And now the world around me Be get's moving 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 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 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 passing me byTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
