Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

My tea's cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could all be gray
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

My gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window
And I see at all
And even if I it'll all be gray
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, I you but still ain't callin'
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess I'm a call her?
I'm a her Bonnie
I read about Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't him
I know you hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
I got a room full of your posters and pictures man
I like the shit you did with too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan
This is

My tea's gone I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window
And I see at all
And if I could it'll all be gray
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, you still called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer
If you didn't wanna talk to me your concert
You didn't to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six old
We waited in the cold for you,
For four and you just said, "No."
That's shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back
See I'm like you in a way
I never knew my father
He used to always cheat on my mom and her
I can to what you're saying in your songs
So when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
It's like adrenaline, the is such a sudden rush for me
See you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you
But she don't you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us up, you gotta call me man
be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be too

My tea's cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could it'll all be
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans"
This will be the package I ever send your ass
It's been six 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 hope you it
I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of
You dare me to
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
that guy who could a saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found
That's kinda how is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I was a lousy letter or a call
I you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda together, think about it
You it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the
But I didn't slit her throat, I tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and 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 up my window
And I see at all
And if I could it'll all be gray
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

Dear Stan, I meant to you sooner but I just been busy
You said girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you call your daughter that
And an autograph for your brother
I it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I of missed you
Don't I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your too?
I say that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need counseling
To help your ass from off the walls when you get down some
And this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just need to her better
I you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I that you'll be doin' just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan
I just don't you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me
dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was with his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but they say who it was to
to think about, his name was, it was you
Damn!