| Lyrics: | My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin why i got out of bed at all.
the morning rain clouds up my
window and i can't see at all.
even if i could it'd all be grey. 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
wonderin why i got out of bed at all.
the morning rain clouds up my window and i can't see at
all.
even if i could it'd all be grey. 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 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 them
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'm-a 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 fab.
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 got out of bed at all
the morning rain
clouds up my window and I can't see at all
Even if I could it'd all be grey, but your picture on
my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not s |
