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 it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

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 it'd all be gray, but picture on my wall
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't
I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom
I two letters back in autumn
You must not got 'em
It probably was a problem at the post office or

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

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

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

My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but picture on my wall
It reminds me it's not so bad, it's 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 it, i know you got my last two letters i wrote the address on them perfect
ain't called or wrote, I hope you have the chance
I ain't mad, I just it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me your concert you didn't have to
But you could have signed an autograph for

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

I ain't that mad, but I just don't like lied to
Remember we met in Denver, you said if I write to you
You write back, see, I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father
He used to cheat on my mom and beat her

I can relate to what you're in your songs
So when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on
'Cause I really got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with your name 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 I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't what it was like for people like us growing up
You've gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll 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 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 Mr. "I'm too to call or write my fans"
This'll be the last I ever send your ass
been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the on 'em perfect

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

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

And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a
I you know I ripped all o' your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we have been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I you can't sleep and you dream about it

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

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

My tea's gone cold, I'm 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 it'd all be gray, but picture on my wall
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

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

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

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

I really you and your girlfriend need each other
Or you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read letter
I just it reaches you in time

Before you yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just 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 want you to do some crazy shit

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