Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad

My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all
The rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your on my wall
It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but you ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I sent two letters back in
You not have got 'em
It was a problem at the post office or somethin'

Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, been up man, how's your daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma her? I'ma name her Bonnie

I read your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did ScamZ

I got a room full of your and your pictures, man
I like the shit you did with too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to
Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I see at all
And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this will be the last package i ever send your ass. its been six month still no word i dont deserve it, i know you got my last two i wrote the address on them perfect
still ain't called or wrote, I hope you the chance
I ain't mad, I think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you want to talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to
But you could have signed an for Matthew

That's my little brother, man,he's 6 years old
We waited in the cold for you for 4 hours and ya just said no
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his idol
He wants to be just like you man, he you more than I do

I ain't that mad, but I just don't bein' lied to
when we met in Denver, you said if I write to you
You would write back, see, I'm just you in a way
I knew my father neither
He used to cheat on my mom and beat her

I can relate to you're sayin' in your songs
So when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else, so that shit helps I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with name across the chest

I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the is such a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I about you 24/7

But she don't know you like I you, Slim, no one does
She don't know it was like for people like us growing up
You've gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan ever lose
yours, Stan. PS, we should be together too

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my and I can't see at all
And even if I could all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Mr. "I'm too to call or write my fans"
This'll be the last I ever send your ass
It's been six and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect

So is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, "I drank a fifth of vodka, ya me to drive?"
You know that song by Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning?
But didn't? Then saw it all then at his show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you have rescued me from drowning
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy

And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a
I hope you know I ripped all o' your pictures off the
I love you Slim, we could have together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it

And when you dream, I hope you sleep and you scream about it
I hope your eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm to talk
Hey Slim, my girlfriend screaming in the trunk

But I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more and then die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send shit out?

My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but just been busy
You said girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really you would call your daughter that
And here's an for your brother, I wrote it on your starter cap

I'm I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you
think I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you
And what's this shit you said about you like to cut wrists too?
I say that shit just dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?

You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some
To help your ass bouncin' off the walls when you get down some
And this shit about us meant to be together?
type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other

I really think you and your girlfriend need other
Or maybe you just need to her better
I you get to read this letter
I just it reaches you in time

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' fine
If you'd relax a little, I'm glad that I you, but Stan
Why are you so Try to understand that I do want you as a fan
I just don't you to do some crazy shit

I seen this one shit on the a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car a bridge
And had his in the trunk and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they a tape but it didn't say who it was to
Come to think about it his name was, it was you,