Same Song & Dance
Eminem Lyrics


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Yeah
Same song and dance
Damn, girl, everywhere I go
Same song and dance
I like the way you move, all over the globe
Same song and dance
Something about it, man
Same song and dance
In the pale moonlight (yo)

I'm looking at ya, yeah, girl, you're kinda tooken back by
The whole rapper thing, aren't ya?
Probably think you'll get slapped so damn hard ya
Won't even be able stand up straight, aren't ya?
Couple rape charges, people think you're a monster
The police constantly buggin' you non-stop
I walk up on ya, "Well, hello Tonya"
I think you got your OnStar button inside your car stuck
You out of gas? Do you got a flat?
I would hate for you to be stranded at the laundromat
I got your back, why don't you put your laundry basket in the back?
And sit up front, I'm not asking, it's a trap
You just got jacked and body snatched, and it's a wrap
In broad day, and no masks for this attack
I heard 'em say exact opposites attract
If that's fact, it'll take task force to get you back

Yeah, baby, do that dance
It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do
Girl, shake that ass
You ain't never gonna break that glass
That windshield's too strong for you
I said, yeah, baby, sing that song
It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing
You sexy little thing
Show me what you got, give it your all
Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me?
Same song and dance

The first victim I had, she was a big one
Big movie star, a party girl, big fun
She was the girl the media always picked on
In and out of rehab every four to six months
She was always known for little pranks and slick stunts
At Nickelodeon, flashed to little kids once
What an event it was, I was sitting in front
I was hooked in at the first glimpse of them buns
Seen her backstage, now here's where I come in, son
Look, her she comes, I better pull out the big guns
"Hello, Lindsay, you're looking a little thin, hun
How about a ride to rehab? Get in, cunt
But starting off on the wrong foot is what I didn't want
Girl, I'm just kidding, let me start over again, hun
See what I meant was, we should have a little intervention
Come with me to Brighton, let me relieve your tension
You little wench, ya, murder wasn't my intention
If I wanted to kill you, it would have already been done"
Slowly she gets in and I begin to lynch her
With 66 inches of extension chord

Yeah, baby, do that dance
It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do
Girl, shake that ass
You ain't never gonna break that glass
That windshield's too strong for you
I said, yeah, baby, sing that song
It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing
You sexy little thing
Show me what you got, give it your all
Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me?
Same song and dance

My second victim was even bigger than the first
Pop star, icon, the whole works
She played a little schoolgirl when she first
Burst upon the scene and seen that the world was hers
She twirls and turns and flirts and skirts so bad it hurts
It irked me, and made me mad at first
I lashed out in my songs, but what was really going on
Was that I had developed a crush
I just didn't know how to tell it to her
Should I cut off one of my ears and mail it to her?
Send her pictures of my collections of skeletons or
Footage of me impaling myself on an elephant's tusk?
We'll settle this once and for all, I'ma tell her at dusk
Tonight, tonight is the night, and tell her I must
Creep up to her mansion in stilettos and just
Climb the gate and ring the bell, like, "Hello, my love
I just picked your prescription for Seroquel up
Now would you like to share a pill or two with me?
I'll share my Valium with you 'cause I'm feeling you, Britney
I'll trade you a blue one for a pink one
Ever since a schoolgirl juvenile delinquent
I've been feeling you, ooh-ooh, girl, you sexy little gal, you
Hold that pill any longer it'll get sentimental value
Come on, toots, give me the Valium alley-oop
I'll slam dunk it in your mouth 'til you puke
And just as soon as you pass out in your alphabet soup
I'm 'bout to make a new outfit out of you
New outfit? Shit, I'll make a new suit out of you, shoot
Now show me how you move, baby, do how a-you do"

Yeah, baby, do that dance
It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do
Girl, shake that ass
You ain't never gonna break that glass
That windshield's too strong for you
I said, yeah, baby, sing that song
It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing
You sexy little thing
Show me what you got, give it your all
Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me?
Same song and dance

Same kicking and screaming, same crying and sobbing
Same song and dance
Same yelling and bleeding, same begging and pleading
Same song and dance
Yeah
Same song and dance




I know
Same song and dance

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Eminem's Same Song & Dance are disturbing on multiple levels. It appears to chronicle a deranged fan who takes things way too far with two different female celebrities. The first victim is portrayed as a troubled party girl, while the second is an iconic pop star. Both are met with violence and death at the hands of the singer, reinforcing the idea that celebrity culture can be harmful to both the famous and their fans. The song reveals the unhealthy obsession that can manifest in a fan's mind, leading to dangerous and violent behavior. The lyrics are extremely graphic and shocking, and the chorus is repeated several times to emphasize the repetition of the pattern of stalking, murder, and obsession.


Moreover, it's possible to interpret the lyrics of Same Song & Dance as a commentary on the media's role in feeding the public's fixation with famous people, especially when it comes to their personal struggles. The first victim is presented as a victim of the media, while the second is seen as someone who was forced to embrace her sexuality to stay in the spotlight. The song seems to be saying that our cultural fascination with celebrities is part of what fuels these types of extreme behaviors. Perhaps Eminem is asking us to be more aware of the dangerous implications of the way we consume celebrity culture.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah
Expressing agreement or affirmation


Same song and dance
Repetition of familiar patterns or behaviors


Damn, girl, everywhere I go
Expressing surprise or admiration for a girl's presence


Same song and dance
Repetition of familiar patterns or behaviors


I like the way you move, all over the globe
Appreciating the girl's ability to captivate attention from people worldwide


Same song and dance
Repetition of familiar patterns or behaviors


Something about it, man
Expressing intrigue or fascination towards the situation


Same song and dance
Repetition of familiar patterns or behaviors


In the pale moonlight (yo)
Setting the scene in a mysterious or nighttime atmosphere


I'm looking at ya, yeah, girl, you're kinda tooken back by
Observing the girl's surprise or hesitation towards Eminem's presence


The whole rapper thing, aren't ya?
Acknowledging the girl's preconceived notions about rappers


Probably think you'll get slapped so damn hard ya
Assuming the girl believes she will face severe consequences


Won't even be able stand up straight, aren't ya?
Implying that the girl would be physically impacted by the potential confrontation


Couple rape charges, people think you're a monster
Referring to the girl's controversial past and public perception


The police constantly buggin' you non-stop
Highlighting the girl's ongoing legal troubles and police scrutiny


I walk up on ya, "Well, hello Tonya"
Approaching the girl and addressing her with a casual greeting


I think you got your OnStar button inside your car stuck
Jokingly implying that the girl's car may have a malfunctioning feature


You out of gas? Do you got a flat?
Inquiring about the girl's potential car problems


I would hate for you to be stranded at the laundromat
Expressing concern for the girl's well-being in a hypothetical situation


I got your back, why don't you put your laundry basket in the back?
Offering assistance and suggesting a practical solution


And sit up front, I'm not asking, it's a trap
Pressuring the girl to comply with the proposed plan, possibly with ulterior motives


You just got jacked and body snatched, and it's a wrap
Indicating that the girl has fallen into a trap or dangerous situation


In broad day, and no masks for this attack
Emphasizing the audacity and lack of disguise in the planned attack


I heard 'em say exact opposites attract
Referencing the common saying about attraction between contrasting individuals


If that's fact, it'll take task force to get you back
Speculating that an organized effort would be required to rescue the girl


Yeah, baby, do that dance
Encouraging the girl to perform a specific dance


It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do
Implying that this dance is significant or concluding


Girl, shake that ass
Requesting the girl to showcase her dancing skills, particularly with her hips


You ain't never gonna break that glass
Asserting that the girl's actions won't have a desired effect


That windshield's too strong for you
Comparing the girl's capabilities to an impenetrable windshield


I said, yeah, baby, sing that song
Encouraging the girl to sing a particular song


It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing
Suggesting that this would be the girl's final opportunity to sing


You sexy little thing
Complimenting the girl's attractiveness


Show me what you got, give it your all
Urging the girl to showcase her talents and give her best performance


Look at you bawl, why you cryin' to me?
Questioning the girl's emotional display and seeking an explanation


The first victim I had, she was a big one
Referring to a previous subject as a victim, who was prominent or significant


Big movie star, a party girl, big fun
Describing the first victim as a celebrity with a reputation for partying


She was the girl the media always picked on
Highlighting the girl's history of being targeted by the media


In and out of rehab every four to six months
Indicating the girl's recurring pattern of seeking rehabilitation for personal issues


She was always known for little pranks and slick stunts
Characterizing the girl as someone known for mischievous behavior and clever tricks


At Nickelodeon, flashed to little kids once
Recalling an incident where the girl exposed herself to young children at a Nickelodeon event


What an event it was, I was sitting in front
Recounting the personal experience of witnessing the aforementioned incident


I was hooked in at the first glimpse of them buns
Admitting to becoming sexually interested in the girl upon seeing her buttocks


Seen her backstage, now here's where I come in, son
Narrating the moment when Eminem approaches the girl behind the scenes


Look, her she comes, I better pull out the big guns
Anticipating the girl's arrival and preparing to impress or captivate her


"Hello, Lindsay, you're looking a little thin, hun
Initiating a conversation with the girl and commenting on her physical appearance


How about a ride to rehab? Get in, cunt
Offering the girl transportation to a rehabilitation facility and using derogatory language


But starting off on the wrong foot is what I didn't want
Expressing a desire to establish a better connection or impression


Girl, I'm just kidding, let me start over again, hun
Clarifying that the previous statement was a joke and requesting a fresh start


See what I meant was, we should have a little intervention
Suggesting the idea of an intervention for the girl's personal issues


Come with me to Brighton, let me relieve your tension
Inviting the girl to a specific location where she can find relief or solace


You little wench, ya, murder wasn't my intention
Revealing that the initial encounter was not intended to harm or threaten the girl


If I wanted to kill you, it would have already been done"
Asserting that Eminem had no intention of causing harm or violence towards the girl


Slowly she gets in and I begin to lynch her
Describing the girl's compliance as she reluctantly enters the vehicle


With 66 inches of extension chord
Using a specific measurement to convey the severity or intensity of the action being taken


My second victim was even bigger than the first
Referring to a subsequent subject as a victim, who was more significant than the previous one


Pop star, icon, the whole works
Characterizing the second victim as a renowned figure in pop culture


She played a little schoolgirl when she first
Describing the second victim's persona or image during her early career


Burst upon the scene and seen that the world was hers
Highlighting the second victim's rapid rise to fame and her perception of entitlement


She twirls and turns and flirts and skirts so bad it hurts
Illustrating the second victim's provocative and attention-seeking behavior


It irked me, and made me mad at first
Expressing Eminem's initial annoyance or frustration with the second victim


I lashed out in my songs, but what was really going on
Admitting that Eminem expressed his emotions towards the second victim through his music


Was that I had developed a crush
Revealing that Eminem had developed romantic feelings or infatuation towards the second victim


I just didn't know how to tell it to her
Confessing that Eminem struggled with expressing his feelings to the second victim


Should I cut off one of my ears and mail it to her?
Contemplating an extreme or drastic action to convey his affection


Send her pictures of my collections of skeletons or
Considering sharing images of his morbid interests or possessions with the second victim


Footage of me impaling myself on an elephant's tusk?
Mentioning a hypothetical scenario involving self-harm to gain the second victim's attention


We'll settle this once and for all, I'ma tell her at dusk
Deciding to resolve the situation by confessing his feelings during sunset


Tonight, tonight is the night, and tell her I must
Emphasizing the urgency and significance of the upcoming confession


Creep up to her mansion in stilettos and just
Describing the planned approach to the second victim's residence with added flair


Climb the gate and ring the bell, like, "Hello, my love
Imagining the moment when Eminem arrives at the second victim's mansion and greets her affectionately


I just picked your prescription for Seroquel up
Implying that Eminem has obtained medication for the second victim's mental health


Now would you like to share a pill or two with me?
Proposing a shared experience or bonding moment involving medication


I'll share my Valium with you 'cause I'm feeling you, Britney
Expressing a sense of connection or understanding with the second victim, Britney Spears


I'll trade you a blue one for a pink one
Suggesting a swap of medication between Eminem and Britney Spears


Ever since a schoolgirl juvenile delinquent
Referencing Britney Spears' past as a rebellious youth, particularly during her school years


I've been feeling you, ooh-ooh, girl, you sexy little gal, you
Admitting the long-standing attraction and infatuation Eminem feels towards Britney Spears


Hold that pill any longer it'll get sentimental value
Using humor to emphasize how Eminem perceives the value of the shared medication


Come on, toots, give me the Valium alley-oop
Playfully requesting Britney Spears to provide him with the prescribed Valium


I'll slam dunk it in your mouth 'til you puke
Using hyperbolic language to describe forcefully administering the Valium


And just as soon as you pass out in your alphabet soup
Imagining the second victim losing consciousness in a humorous manner


I'm 'bout to make a new outfit out of you
Metaphorically expressing the idea of transforming the second victim into something different


New outfit? Shit, I'll make a new suit out of you, shoot
Taking the previous statement further and suggesting a more extreme transformation


Now show me how you move, baby, do how a-you do
Requesting Britney Spears to demonstrate her dancing skills or perform as she usually would


Same kicking and screaming, same crying and sobbing
Reiterating the repetition of intense emotions such as anger, fear, and sadness


Same song and dance
Repetition of familiar patterns or behaviors


Same yelling and bleeding, same begging and pleading
Emphasizing the consistent occurrence of yelling, physical harm, and desperate appeals


Same song and dance
Repetition of familiar patterns or behaviors


Yeah
Expressing agreement or affirmation


Same song and dance
Repetition of familiar patterns or behaviors


I know
Acknowledging an understanding or awareness of the situation


Same song and dance
Repetition of familiar patterns or behaviors




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Mark Christopher Batson, Marshall B. III Mathers, Michael A. Elizondo, Trevor Ira Lawrence, Dawaun W. Parker, Andre Romell Young

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Honour


on The Real Slim Shady

May I have your attention, please?
May I have your attention, please?
Will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
I repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?
We're gonna have a problem here

Y'all act like you never seen a white person before
Jaws all on the floor like Pam like Tommy just burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorced, throwing' her over furniture (ah)
It's the return of the "ah, wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said, nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbing' his you-know-what
Flippin' the you-know-who"
"Yeah, but he's so cute though"
Yeah, I probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose
But no worse than what s going' on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
And expect them not to know what a woman's clitoris is
Of course they're gonna know what intercourse is
By the time they hit fourth grade
They've got the Discovery Channel, don't they?
We ain't nothin' but mammals, well, some of us, cannibals
Who cut other people open like cantaloupes
But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes
Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope
But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote
Women, wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus, and it goes

I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records
Well, I do, so fuck him and fuck you too
You think I give a damn about a Grammy?
Half of you critics can't even stomach me, let alone stand me
"But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?"
Why, so you guys could just lie to get me here?
So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears?
Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs
So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst
And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first
Little bitch put me on blast on MTV
"Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee"
I should download her audio on MP3
And show the whole world how you gave Eminem VD (ah)
I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups
All you do is annoy me, so I have been sent here to destroy you
And there's a million of us just like me
Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me
Who dress like me, walk, talk and act like me
And just might be the next best thing, but not quite me

'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

I'm like a headtrip to listen to, 'cause I'm only giving' you
Things you joke about with your friends inside your living' room
The only difference is I got the balls to say it in front of y'all
And I don't gotta be false or sugarcoat it at all
I just get on the mic and spit it
And whether you like to admit it, I just shit it
Better than ninety percent of you rappers out can
Then you wonder, "how can
Kids eat up these albums like Valiums?"
It's funny, 'cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting
Pinching nurses asses when I'm jacking off with Jergens
And I'm jerking, but this whole bag of Viagra isn't working
And every single person is a Slim Shady lurking
He could be working at Burger King, spitting' on your onion rings
Or in the parking lot, circling, screaming, "I don't give a fuck"
With his windows down and his system up
So will the real Shady please stand up
And put one of those fingers on each hand up?
And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control
And one more time, loud as you can, how does it go?

I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady
All you other Slim Shadys are just imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?

Ha ha, I guess there's a Slim Shady in all of us
Fuck it, let's all stand up

Noah


on Remember Me?

Remember me? S executions
Remember me? I have no remorse
Remember me? I'm high-powered
Remember me? I drop bombs like Hiroshima

For this one, they scream "X, you retarded?!"
'Cause I grab the mic and get down like syndrome
Hide and roam into the masses
Without boundaries, which qualifies me
For the term "universal" without no rehearsal
I leak words that's controversial
Like I'm not the one you wanna contest, see
'Cause I'll hit your ass like the train did that bitch
That got banned from TV, heavyweight getup
Hit you, watch your whole head split up
Loco is the motion, we comin' through
Hollow-tips is the lead the .45 threw

Remember me? Throw your guns in the air
Remember me? Slam, slam
Remember me? Nigga, back the fuck up
Remember me? Chka-chka-Onyx

Niggas that take no for an answer get told no
Yeah, I been told no, but it was more like "No! No! No!"
Life a bitch, met her, fuck you if you let her
Better come better than better to be a competitor
This vet is ahead of the shit, it's all redder, you deader and deader
A medic instead of the cheddars and credda
Settle vendetta with metal Beretta from ghetto to ghetto
Evidence, nope, never leave a shred of
I got the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy than them dyke bitches Total
Want beef, nigga? Pfft, you better dead that shit
My name should be Can't-Believe-That-Nigga-Said-That-Shit
Probably sayin' he ain't a killer, but I'm killin' myself
Smoke death, fuck bitches raw on the kitchen floor
So think what I'ma do to you, have done to you
Got niggas in my hood who'd do that shit for a blunt or two
What you wanna do? Cocksuckers, we Glock busters
'Til the cops cuff us, gon' start ruckus and drop blockbusters
Round the clock hustlers, you cannot touch us
I'm gettin' wires, niggas wantin' me dead
Wantin' my head, you think it could be somethin' I said?

Remember me? I just don't give a fuck
Remember me? Yeah, fuck you too
Remember me? I'm low down and I'm shifty
Remember me? I'm Shady

When I go out, I'ma go out shootin'
I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid
I'm tryin' to clean up my fuckin' image
So I promised the fuckin' critics
I wouldn't say "fuckin'" for six minutes
(Six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde
So I made me a song, killed her and put Hailie on
I may be wrong, I keep thinkin' these crazy thoughts
In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom
(Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on?)
Came home and somebody must've broke in the back window
And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trench coats
Six sick dreams of picnic scenes
Two kids, sixteen, with M-16s and ten clips each
And them shits reach through six kids each
And Slim gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets?!
Fuck that! Pfft, you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash
And reappear in hell with a can of gas and a match
Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at
(What the fuck you starin' at, nigga?)

Don't you remember me?
Remember me?
Remember me?
Remember me? (Slim Shady!)

28Rivals


on Lose Yourself

@elchihuahua420 Damn bro, stay strong "You only get one shot don't miss your chance to blow." Don't let them bring you down in life and keep pushing

Noah


on Till ICollapse

Not Afraid

hope


on The Real Slim Shady

hi

eminem


on Crazy In Love

great song

serenity noble


on Lose Yourself

awesome

serenity noble


on The Real Slim Shady

awesome

serenity noble


on Lose Yourself

i love it
#eminemfan

Mind Space Apocalypse


on ShadyXV

Greatest of all time

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