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Stan (feat. Dido) - Eminem
Album- The Marshall Mathers LP
Label- Aftermath
Released- 1999
Lyrics
| My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all |
| The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all |
| And even if I could it'll all be grey, but your picture on my wall |
| It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad |
| My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all |
| The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all |
| And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall |
| It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad |
| Dear Slim I wrote you, but you still ain't callin' |
| I left my cell, my pager and my home phone at the bottom |
| I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not've got em |
| There probably was a problem at the post office or something |
| Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em |
| But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, how's your daughter? |
| My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father |
| If I have a daughter, guess what I'mma call her? |
| I'mma name her Bonnie |
| I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry |
| I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him |
| I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan |
| I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam |
| I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man |
| I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was phat |
| Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back |
| Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan |
| My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all |
| The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all |
| And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall |
| It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad |
| Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote; I hope you have a chance |
| I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans |
| If you didn't want to talk to me outside the concert |
| You didn't have to, but you could've signed an autograph for Matthew |
| That's my little brother man, he's only six years old |
| We waited in the blistering cold for you |
| For four hours and you just said no |
| That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fucking idol |
| He wants to be just like you, man, he likes you more than I do |
| I ain't that mad though, I just don't like being lied to |
| Remember when we met in Denver? |
| You said if I'd write you, you would write back |
| See, I'm just like you in a way |
| I never knew my father neither |
| He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her |
| I can relate to what you're saying in your songs |
| So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on |
| Cause I don't really got shit else |
| So that shit helps when I'm depressed |
| I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest |
| Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds |
| It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me |
| See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it |
| My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7 |
| But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does |
| She don't know what it was like for people like us growing up |
| You gotta call me, man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose |
| Sincerely yours, Stan |
| P.S. We should be together too |
| My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all |
| The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all |
| And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall |
| It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad |
| Dear Mr. I'm-Too-Good-to-Call-or-Write-My-Fans |
| This'll be the last package I ever send your ass |
| It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it? |
| I know you got my last two letters |
| I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect |
| So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it |
| I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway |
| Hey, Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive |
| You know the song by Phil Collins "In the Air of the Night" |
| About that guy who could've saved that other guy from drowning |
| But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him |
| That's kinda how this is, you could've rescued me from drowning |
| Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy |
| And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call |
| I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall |
| I loved you Slim, we could've been together, think about it |
| You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it |
| And when you dream |
| I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it |
| I hope your conscience eats at you |
| And you can't breathe without me |
| See, Slim, shut up bitch, I'm tryna talk |
| Hey, Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk |
| But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you |
| Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more and then she'll die too |
| Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now |
| Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out? |
| My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all |
| The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all |
| And even if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my wall |
| It reminds me, that it's not so bad, it's not so bad |
| Dear, Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy |
| You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? |
| Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that |
| And here's an autograph for your brother |
| I wrote it on a Starter cap |
| I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must've missed you |
| Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you |
| But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? |
| I say that shit just clowning, dawg, come on, how fucked up is you? |
| You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling |
| To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some |
| And what's this shit about us meant to be together? |
| That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other |
| I really think you and your girlfriend need each other |
| Or maybe you just need to treat her better |
| I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time |
| Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doing just fine |
| If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you, but Stan |
| Why are you so mad? |
| Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan |
| I just don't want you to do some crazy shit |
| I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick |
| Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge |
| And had his girlfriend in the trunk |
| And she was pregnant with his kid |
| And in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to |
| Come to think about it, his name was... |
| It was you. |
| Damn! |