Luyện nghe bài hát Cloreen Bacon Skin

(lead by Prince)

Yeah, one of 'em... yeah, one of nice breezy motherfuckers.

Nigger. What you're lookin' for, nigger? Oh it, stop.
Motherfucker didn't even have the on. You... you...

This is called... this song is called Bacon Skin, hit me.
dedicated to my first wife.
Her is, oh Lord, Cloreen.
just fat, hit me.

Too nasty. I now big dumb, you... you... Bacon Skin
Just fat, but you where it's at.
I you was thin, Cloreen Bacon Skin.

Brotch, you fuck with that, look out.
And the band said... and out, said...
Wait a minute, I said... Skin, hit me.
Sexy. Don't touch noth. Don't you touch or cymbal.
You just tap, God.

I wanna sing to girl. I said baby, wait a minute.
we're all alone, we try to make love.
Somebody you on the phone.
I don't what his name is, but I know... I know this is life.
But that... real, baby. You're my wife.
Cloreen Skin, wait a minute.

Oh God, I said, wait a minute.
Oh, then the said nice and breezy, nice and breezy, come on I said.
Once on the one, come on. And the band said...
That's alright, alright.
You old motherfucker, you a citizen, look out.
You can't fuck me. I'll drive you to the ground
OK Jerome, open the hat, here we go.

Rumbling, rumbling, yes.
Keep that pocket, get excited, come on
Yeah, on, said splash. Good God.
Everybody say Cloreen Skin.
Everybody say... you can't with that.
in your face.
I'm too sexy, I'm too sexy, sexy one in the place, God.
I'm sexy, lovesexy right to my feet, good Lord.
And I'm sexy, God.
With the bacon meat, pork meat, close the high hat up, on say...

I can smell shit. That's nasty, too nasty.
let me go, look out. Good God, nasty bass.
Good mutha, eruption in your face. Good God, out I said...

Cloreen, I got for ya.
What's the matter, don't you me?
Am I too Splash! Oh shit!
Oh shit.

I can't it, I can't stand it.
Now I look in the mirror.
And I see ugly face, good God.
I just wanna run... I run over to your place, yes.
I wanna see, good God, someone that's than...
I said, I said than me, uglier than me.
Cloreen Skin.

and breezy, look out now.
I said fellas, the word?
I fellas, what's the word?
Look out, Bacon Skin, on, splash.
you go'n do with that?
Everybody... everybody on, dance.
Everybody on, dance.
We ain't gonna put no instruments on this. Just me and Bacon Skin.
Alright, that Cloreen's brother for my drummer, out.
Oh shit, my hat done fell off. Oh, somebody gonna see my bald
Good God, I care. I got Bacon Skin.
Skin on my plate, good God.
I want to love ya, Cloreen, why you make me wait?
I get sexy, I said... oh Lord, I said... I wanna get sexy.
Cloreen, come on, get down, on, splash.

on, good God. Cloreen's brother Alfred.
Alfred... Alfred, I need you to talk to me son, on.
Alfred... come on, Alfred, to me now.
I wanna... I got to you say, say Alfred.
I hear ya, come on, talk to me now.
Alfred, come on, to me now.
on, Bacon Skin.
Alfred, do you me talkin' to ya?
Alfred, don't... ignore me.
Say nigger, say... talk to me, come on, on, talk.
What cha need, what cha
You wanna... you wanna open your
You wanna open hat? Well open it up, come on, get down.
Yes, come on. The volcano erupt in your face, God.
Oh Lord, old nasty. Alfred, talk to me, Alfred, on.
Oh Lord, I can't stand it. Talk to me Alfred, on.
There you go, on, Lord. Alfred.
else come on and dance, good God.
Come on, dance. Alfred, come on and dance. Dance.
I can't stand it, I stand it, oh dance, oh Lord.
Alfred, jump up on the bell, on, let's go, good God.
God, oh shit.
Old motherfucker say, I say...
We gonna take it home, yes he is rumbling, out.
You fuck with that shit, yes.
it up one time, come on, I said dance.
Shit, oh Lord.
Look out, I'm outta phase, I can't it.
I said... I see some of the Bacon Skin. Cloreen, Cloreen.
You can't fuck that, talk to me Alfred, come on.
And the say... oh shit, Alfred.
Well, where the claps at?
Good God, Alfred. We done the house down.
Burn it down, it down, come on, come on.
Say Alfred!

We burn the house down, we got to go.
We burn it down, we got to go.
cha can you say after that?
Sexy, come on, come on, get sexy.

Cloreen, I talk to ya. Cloreen, oh Lord.
Cloreen, you're the ugliest woman that I've seen.
I'm not jivin'.
Baby, one thing the Lord loves and that's the truth.
And baby, you one motherfucker.
I'm not to ya.
You know the loves the truth, don't ya?
Well, why the hell you take a bath?
Cloreen Skin.

Nice and breezy. We need no instruments.
Too in here. Get sexy. Get sexy.
Yes, old nasty. This funk ain't no place.
'cause it's old, old and sexy.
Cloreen Skin.

Pound on the floor tom one time, on. Yes.
We go'n... go to the jungle one time.
We gonna go to the jungle, God.
Go to the one time, good God, said...
And the say one time. Good God, band said...
Blisters, I got blisters, good God.
All my brothers and sisters, God.
Bacon Skin, good God. Everybody on.

Everybody, Skin.
Alfred, we got to get the hell here.
Oh Lord, go over yo, let's... let's...
Is this where you live Alfred? Is where you live?
Oh shit, this a place, this is nasty?
Everybody, this is nasty Alfred. Mmm, I like it, I it.
We, we stay here, we got to go.
We got to go Alfred. Oh shit, too funky.
We got to go Alfred. You got any old Brown records? Huh?
God, everybody, Lord.

Come on Alfred, pack your shit. We got to get the hell here.
Open the hat one time, put on hat, come on.
Yes, oh shit. Put on hat, good God.
Oh Lord, jump up on the bell Alfred, come on, get coat.
Yes! That's a nice coat Alfred. How much you pay for
That much, huh? Yeah, I like it. glad I like it, huh?
Yes. Oh shit. I oh Lord. Put on your boots Alfred, let's go.
Ahhh!