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Artist: Dido f/ Eminem 

Album: The Marshall Mathers LP 

Chorus: Dido 

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.. 

1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background 

2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder" noise 

[Eminem as 'Stan'] 
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'ma 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 fat 
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, 
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan 
This is Stan 

{Chorus: Dido} 

[Eminem as 'Stan'] 
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 

{Chorus: Dido} 

[Eminem as 'Stan'] 
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 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; {*screaming*} 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? 
{*car tires squeal*} {*CRASH*} 
.. {*brief silence*} .. {*LOUD splash*} 

{Chorus: Dido} 

[Eminem] 
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I 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 the Starter cap 
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you 
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you 
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? 
I say that shit just clownin dogg, 
c'mon - how fucked up is you? 
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling 
to help your ass from bouncing 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'll be doin just fine 
if you relax a little, I'm glad 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 they didn't say who it was to 
Come to think about, his name was.. it was you 
Damn! 
						

D. Armstrong, R. Armstrong 

'Bout a month ago I'd never seen your face 
I'd never heard your voice 
'Bout a month ago I am a careful hunter 
And I had to search 
Before I found your love 
'Bout a month ago 

Are you my boy or the Flowerstand Man 
You bought such colour to this place 
Are you my boy or the Flowerstand Man 

With you I am laid back 
I don't care if every River runs so dry 
I don't care if every Species were to die 
I don't care about the Ozone layer 
I wouldn't notice if it wasn't there 
Oh no I don't care if we sell Coke to Africa 

I don't care about apartheid 
I wouldn't notice if it all get better 
I don't care about the starving who've died 
Your my boy when the way you live and breathe 
I don't care about anything but you 
Your my boy when the way you live and breathe 
I don't care about anything but you 
Take me home 
						

D. Armstrong, R. Armstrong, M. Jazz, S. Bliss, J. Catto, D. Randall 

Oh I wish I could be 
Touched by the hem of his garment 
To be proud has never been 
So mean, so stern, so cruel 
Oh I wish I could be 
Touched by the hem of his garment 

Oh, I've come a long way 
To touch the hem of his garment 
And anger should be 
The tool of a clown or a fool, you see 
And why should such spite and such pain 
Hang between you and me 
When love should be 

A queen on her throne 
Looking after her own 
I wish I could be 

Touched by the hem of his garment 
Two chairs at this table 
One bed in this house 
Seriously, I think we could be, 
Touched by the hem of his garment 
Oh, I've come a long way 
To touch the hem of his garment 
						

D. Armstrong, R. Armstrong, M. Jazz, S. Bliss, J. Catto 

My love has gone 
His boots no longer by my door 
He left at dawn and as I slept, I felt him go 

New York, New York, 
Temperature's droppin' 
The band's out shoppin', not stoppin' 'til ears pop 
Cops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops 
And it never stops 
I'm waitin' to do an interview, so much to tell you 
Today I feel close enough to smell you 
Additional dates they were plannin' just fell through 
Florida's out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow 
So there's not really long to go 
Tonight will be a brilliant show 
Lettin' you know I miss you 
More than four hits the floor at a party 
Send my love to everybody 
Please, send my love to everybody 
(Everybody, everybody, everybody) 
Send my love to everybody 
(Everybody, everybody, everybody) 
Honey, I'm writin' from D.C, feelin' queasy 
Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy 
The TM recommend Sanatogen 
Not one of them could resist takin' the 
I miss you like a lock in the door what's more 
I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cos half the crew snore 
Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great 
But there's fifteen of us in a bus state-to-state 
So I stay up late with a tape or meditate 
My bed is travellin' at fifty-five mph 
When we make it to L.A., I'll still be miles away 
It's not my best day I'm gonna get some rest 
God bless 

My love has gone 
My love has gone (has has has ...) 

We just stopped a diner so I'm takin' time 
To write a few lines. I'm fine, sun shinin' 
Bus driver's reclinin' on the grass as the trucks pass 
Gleamin' with a flash of sunlight from the glass 
On the windscreen - As for us there's too much to relate 
We've done five gigs but we're only in our third state 
America's big! You'd love how they pile up your plate 
Only place in the world even I could gain weight 
Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware, Open air 
There's a rumor Melle Mel'll be there 
Anyway, all the best, God bless I'm yawning 
I really miss watching you get dressed in the morning 

My love has gone 
My love has gone 
My love has gone 
No earthly ships will ever 
Bring him home 
						

D. Armstrong, R. Armstrong, M. Jazz, S. Bliss 

You can sleep forever, but still you will be tired 
You can stay as cold as stone, but still you won't find peace 
With you I feel I'm the meek leading the blind 
With you I feel I'm just spending wasted time 

I've been waiting 
I'm still waiting 
I've been waiting 
I've been waiting 
I've been waiting 
I'm still waiting 
I'm with you (With you) 
It's always one step too far 
One step too far 

You can walk too far but still you won't be found 
You can look down on the world but still you won't find love 
You won't find love 

Only in mellow 
Are you thin enough to slide through? 
Don't let nothing ride you 
If the sun or the moon would give way to doubt 
They would immediately go out 
Only one swallow doesn't make a summer 
But you gotta start somewhere 
Only win mellow 
Are you thin enough to slide through? 
Only in mellow 
Are you thin enough to slide through? 
Don't let nothing ride you 
Only with mellow, Are you thin enough to slide through? 
Don't let nothing ride you 
Only one Swallow doesn't make a summer 

I've been waiting 
I'm still waiting 
I've been waiting 
I've been waiting 
I've been waiting 
I'm still waiting 
I'm with you (with you) 
It's always one step too far 
One step too far 

I've been waiting 
I'm still waiting 
I've been waiting 
I've been waiting 
I've been waiting 
I'm still waiting 
I'm with you (with you) 
It's always one step too far 
One step too far 
						

... 

Just be good to me 
Just be good to me 
Just be good to me 
Just be good to me 
Just be good to me 
Just be good to me 
Just be good to me 
Just be good to me 
Just be good to me 

Friends tell me I am crazy 
That I'm wasting time with you 
You'll never be mine 
That's not the way I see it 
'Cos I feel already fine 
Whenever you're with me 

People always talk about 
Reputations 
Well I don't care about your other girls 
Just be good to me 

Friends are always telling me 
That we're using 
I don't care what you do with them 
Just be good to me 
I don't care what you do with them 
Just be good to me 
Just be good to me 
Just be good to me 
 						

D. Armstrong, R. Armstrong, M. Banks 

A thousand faces 
On a grey, grey day 
A million houses 
Under dull, dark sky 

So much noise and 
So little time 
Oh river, run me dry 

A natural world 
With these strange men's votes 
Go back home 
And lock your door 

So much noise and 
So little time 
Oh river, run me dry 

River, run me dry 
Oh river, run me dry 
Oh river, run me dry 
Oh river, run me dry 

Those big palm trees 
On an ocean breeze 
Pico butter 
And deep blue seas 
A thousand miles 
Of clear blue sky 
Taking time to let it pass me by 

An empty space 
To my open door 
A turning fan 
On a wooden floor 
Drift away 
In the sweet sunshine 
Welcome to this world of mine 

Oh river, run me dry 
Oh river, run me dry 
Oh river, run me dry 
Oh river, run me dry 

Oh river, run me dry 
Oh river, run me dry 
Oh river, run me dry 
Oh river, run me dry 
						

D. Armstrong, R. Armstrong 

I'm telling you it's over 
Now there's an angel 
Holding me 
My way's easy 

Even if you're fallen 
Oh you're struggling 
There's still beauty 
In what we do 

So que sera 
Let's go sailing on 
There's a wise man in every fool 

I say, come back 
Come in from the cold into the warmth 
I feel like fire 
Guiding you back home as darkness falls 

So everyone stands in line 
Cause they want to stay alive 
To wait alone 
No dog, No bone 

And then you find it's over 
Still it tears your heart 
To slip away from the crowd 

But if you have what it takes to return to 
Where all the world knows your name 

Then que sera 
Let's go sailing on 
There's a wise man in every fool 

I say, come back 
Come in from the cold into the warmth 
I feel like fire 
Guiding you back home as darkness falls 

I say come home and leave it all behind 
And settle down 
I feel my love giving what I want 
For all time 

So que sera 
Let's go sailing on 
There's a wise man in ever fool 

I say come back 
Come in from the cold into the warmth 
I feel like fire 
Guiding you back home as darkness falls 

I say come home 
And leave it all behind and settle down 
I feel my love 
Can give me what I want for all time 

For all time 
I feel like fire