Stan (Made Popular By Eminem) [Karaoke Version]

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'd 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'd 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 you but you still ain't calling

I left my cell my pager and

My home phone at the bottom

I sent two letters back in autumn

You must not've got 'em

There probably was a problem at the post office or something

Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em

But anyways ** 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'ma name her Bonnie

I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry

I had a friend kill himself over some **

Who didn't want him

I know you probably hear this every day

But I'm your biggest fan

I even got the underground ** that you did with Skam

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

I like the ** you did with

Rawkus too that ** was phat

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'd 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 **ed 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 coulda signed an autograph for Matthew

That's my little brother man he's only six years old

We waited in the blisterin' cold

For you for four hours and you just said no

That's pretty **ty man you're like his **in' idol

He wants to be just like you man

He likes you more than I do

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 247

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—PS 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'd all be gray

But your picture on my wall

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