Luyện nghe bài hát Cloreen Bacon Skin

(lead by Prince)

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

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

This song is called... this song is called Skin, hit me.
It's to my first wife.
Her is, oh Lord, Cloreen.
She's fat, hit me.

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

Brotch, you can't fuck that, look out.
And the band said... and out, said...
Wait a minute, I said... Skin, hit me.
Sexy. touch noth. Don't you touch snare or cymbal.
You tap, good 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 know what his 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 band said and breezy, nice and breezy, come on I said.
Once more on the one, 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 pocket, don't get excited, come on
Yeah, come on, said splash. God.
Everybody say Bacon Skin.
Everybody say... you fuck with that.
in your face.
I'm too sexy, I'm too sexy, sexy one in the place, God.
I'm sexy, lovesexy right down to my feet, Lord.
And I'm sexy, God.
With the bacon meat, meat, close the high hat up, come on say...

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

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

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

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

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

We done burn the 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 wanna to ya. Cloreen, oh Lord.
Cloreen, you're the ugliest that I've ever seen.
I'm not jivin'.
Baby, there's one thing the loves and that's the truth.
And baby, you one motherfucker.
I'm not to ya.
You know the Lord loves the truth, ya?
Well, why the hell can't you a bath?
Bacon Skin.

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

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

Everybody, Skin.
Alfred, we got to get the hell here.
Oh Lord, let's go 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 James Brown records?
God, everybody, Lord.

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