On This Chillin Night...

EMINEM -  STAN

       [Dido]

My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' why

I got out of bed at all

The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all

And even if I could, it would all be great

To put 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 wonderin' why

I got out of bed at all

The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all

And even if I could, it would all be great

To put your picture on my wall

It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.



Dear Slim,

I wrote you 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 have 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'mma call her?

I'mma 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 Scam

I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man

I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was phat

Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat

Truly yours, your biggest fan

This is Stan



[Dido]

My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' why

I got out of bed at all

The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all

And even if I could, it would all be great

To put 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 want to talk to me outside your concert

You didn't have to but you could have 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

For four hours and ya just said no

That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fucking 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 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 sayin' 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 with 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 growing up

You've gotta call me man

I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose

Sincerely yours,

Stan

P.S. We should be together too



[Dido]

My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' why

I got out of bed at all

The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all

And even if I could, it would all be great

To put your picture on my wall

It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.



Dear Mr. '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, ya dare me to drive?"

You know that song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning?

But didn't?

Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him?

That's kinda how this is

You could have rescued me from drowning

Now it's too late

I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy

And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call

I hope you know I ripped all o' your pictures off the wall

I love you Slim, we could have 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 conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me

See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm try-na talk

Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming 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 am I supposed to send this shit out?



[Dido]

My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin' why

I got out of bed at all

The morning rain clouds at my window and I can't see at all

And even if I could, it would all be great

To put your picture on my wall

It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.



Dear Stan,

I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy

You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?

Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that

And here's an autograph for your brother

I wrote it on a Starter cap

I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you

Don't think I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you

But what's the shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?

I say that shit just clownin' dawg, come on, how fucked up is you?

You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin'

To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some

And what's this shit about us meant to be together?

That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other.

I really think you and your girlfriend need each other

Or maybe you just need to treat her better

I hope you get to read this letter

I just hope it reaches you in time

Before you hurt yourself

I think that you'd be doin' just fine

If you'd relax a little

I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan

Why are you so mad?

Try to understand that I do want you as a fan

I just don't want you to do some crazy shit

I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick

Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge

And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was pregnant with his kid

And in the car they found a tape but it didn't say who it was to

Come to think about it, his name was, it was you

Damn ...