Lyrical Breakdown of Passing Me By - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Passing Me By" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how The Pharcyde weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Passing Me By" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that The Pharcyde employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to The Pharcyde's narrative.

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Now in my younger days, I used to sport a shag When I went to school, I carried lunch in a bag With a 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 passin' me by She keeps on passin' me by (nevertheless, I'll say it again) She keeps on passin' me by (nevertheless, I'll say it again) She keeps on pass- 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 shooting for her heart, got my finger on the trigger She could be my broad and I could be her nigga, but All I could 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 stepping, I'll try and stop her stride 'Cause I won't have no more of this passin' me by It's time for me to voice my opinion, can't be pretending she didn't have me Sprung like a chicken, chasing my tail like a doggie She was kind of like a star, thinking 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 letting her pass, I proved to be a better man She keeps on passin' me by (passing me by) She keeps on passin' me by (nevertheless, I'll say it again) She keeps on passin' me by (nevertheless, I'll say it again) She keeps on passin' me- Now there she goes again, the dopest Ethiopian And now the world around me begins moving 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 'bout 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 '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, P.S. 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 (nevertheless, I'll say it again) She keeps on passin' me by (nevertheless, I'll say it again) She keeps on passin' me by (nevertheless, I'll say it again) She keeps on pass- Nevertheless, I'll say it again (passing me by) Nevertheless, I'll say it again Nevertheless- Nevertheless- Nevertheless, I'll say it again She keeps passin' me by She keeps passin' me by (I'll say it again) She keeps passin' me by She keeps passin' me by (I'll say it again) She keeps passin' me by She keeps passin' me by (I'll say it again) She keeps passin' me by She keeps passin' me by (I'll say it again)