Eminem]-Stan(with Elton john) No.1

-Stan

Song by
Eminem

(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)

(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 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 a got 'em

There probably
was a problem

at the post office
or somethin

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'ma call her

I'm a 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 everyday

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 fat
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
wanna talk to me

outside your concert
you didn't have to

but you coulda
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

four hours and
you just said No

That's pretty
shitty man

you're like
his fuckin 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
bein 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

growin 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 Mister

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 coulda saved

that other guy
from drowning

but didn't
then Phil saw it all

then at a show
he found him

That's kinda
how this is

you coulda rescued me
from drowning

Now it's too late

I'm on a
1000 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 love you Slim
we coulda 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 tryin to 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'm I supposed to

send this shit out@