Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's gone cold I'm 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 your on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad

My gone 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 it'll all be gray,
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but ain't callin'
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man your daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a her?
I'm a name her
I about your 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 of your posters and your pictures man
I like the you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
Just to chat, yours, your biggest fan
is Stan

Dear Slim, you ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you than I do
I ain't mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would back,
See I'm like you in a way
I knew my father neither,
He used to always cheat on my mom and her
I can relate to what you're in your songs
So when I 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
I even got a tattoo of your name across the
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 cause you it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I about you 24/7
But she know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man,
I'll be the fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be too

My tea's gone cold I'm why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my
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

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or My Fans",
This be the last 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 the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my 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 of vodka,
You dare me to
You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that other guy from
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me drowning
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I hope you know I all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda 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, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend 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 more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send shit out?

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