Luyện nghe bài hát Cloreen Bacon Skin

(lead by Prince)

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

Nigger. you're lookin' for, nigger? Oh hold it, stop.
Motherfucker even have the headphones on. You... you...

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

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

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

I wanna sing to this girl. I said baby, a minute.
When all alone, we try to make love.
Somebody you on the phone.
I don't know what his name is, but I know... I know 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.
more 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 high hat, we go.

Rumbling, rumbling, yes.
Keep that pocket, get excited, come on
Yeah, come on, said splash. God.
say Cloreen Bacon 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 down to my feet, good Lord.
And I'm sexy, God.
the bacon meat, pork meat, close the high hat up, come on say...

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

Cloreen, I got for ya.
What's the matter, you like me?
Am I too Splash! Oh shit!
Oh shit.

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

Nice and breezy, out now.
I said fellas, the word?
I said fellas, the word?
Look out, Bacon Skin, on, splash.
What you do with that?
Everybody... everybody on, dance.
come on, dance.
We ain't put no more 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 see my bald spot?
God, I don't care. I got Bacon Skin.
Bacon on my plate, good God.
I want to love ya, Cloreen, why you wanna me wait?
I get sexy, I said... oh Lord, I said... I wanna get sexy.
Cloreen, on, get down, come on, splash.

Come on, good God. Cloreen's Alfred.
Alfred... Alfred, I need you to talk to me son, on.
Alfred... on, Alfred, talk to me now.
I wanna... I got to you say, say Alfred.
I can't ya, come on, talk to me now.
Alfred, on, talk to me now.
Come on, 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 your hat? open it up, come on, get down.
Yes, come on. The volcano erupt in 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 come on and dance, God.
Come on, everybody dance. Alfred, on and dance. Dance.
I can't it, I can't stand it, oh dance, oh Lord.
Alfred, jump up on the bell, on, let's go, good God.
God, oh shit.
Old say, I wanna say...
We gonna take it home, yes he is rumbling, out.
You can't fuck that shit, yes.
Turn it up one time, come on, I dance.
Shit, oh Lord.
Look out, I'm outta phase, I can't it.
I said... I wanna see some of the 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?
God, Alfred. We done burn the house down.
Burn it down, burn it down, come on, on.
Say Alfred!

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

Cloreen, I talk to ya. Cloreen, oh Lord.
Cloreen, you're the ugliest woman that ever seen.
I'm not jivin'.
Baby, there's one thing the Lord 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 can't you take a
Cloreen Skin.

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

Pound on the floor tom one time, on. Yes.
We go'n... Wanna go to the 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 some blisters, God.
All my brothers and sisters, God.
Bacon Skin, good God. come on.

Everybody, Skin.
Alfred, we got to get the outta 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 nasty place, this is
Everybody, this is Alfred. Mmm, I like it, I like 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 records? Huh?
God, everybody, Lord.

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