Luyện nghe bài hát Cloreen Bacon Skin

(lead by Prince)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh good God, I said, a minute.
Oh, then the said nice 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 hat, here we go.

Rumbling, rumbling, yes.
that pocket, don't get excited, come on
Yeah, on, said splash. Good God.
Everybody say Cloreen Skin.
say... you can't fuck with that.
Eruption in 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 smell shit. That's nasty, too nasty.
let me go, look out. Good God, nasty bass.
Good mutha, eruption in face. Good 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 can't stand it, I stand it.
Now I look in the mirror.
And I see ugly face, good God.
I just run... I wanna run over to your place, yes.
I wanna see, God, someone that's uglier than...
I said, I said than me, uglier than me.
Bacon Skin.

Nice and breezy, out now.
I fellas, what's the word?
I fellas, what's the word?
Look out, Skin, come on, splash.
What you go'n do with
Everybody... everybody on, dance.
come on, dance.
We ain't gonna put no more instruments on this. Just me and Skin.
Alright, that Cloreen's for my drummer, look out.
Oh shit, my hat fell off. Oh, somebody gonna see my bald spot?
God, I don't care. I got Bacon Skin.
Bacon Skin on my plate, 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 you to talk to me son, come on.
Alfred... on, Alfred, talk 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.
Come on, Skin.
Alfred, do you me talkin' to ya?
Alfred, don't... don't me.
Say nigger, say... talk to me, on, come on, talk.
What cha need, cha need?
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 your face, God.
Oh Lord, old nasty. Alfred, talk to me, Alfred, on.
Oh Lord, I stand it. Talk 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 stand it, I can't it, oh dance, oh Lord.
Alfred, jump up on the bell, come on, go, good God.
God, oh shit.
Old say, I wanna say...
We gonna it home, yes he is rumbling, look 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 can't it.
I said... I wanna see some of the Skin. Cloreen, Cloreen.
You can't fuck with that, 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, it down, come on, come on.
Say Alfred!

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

Cloreen, I talk to ya. Cloreen, oh Lord.
Cloreen, you're the ugliest woman I've ever 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 the Lord loves the truth, don't ya?
Well, why the hell can't you a bath?
Cloreen Skin.

and breezy. We don't need 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.
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 band say one time. Good God, 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 where you live Alfred? Is this where you live?
Oh shit, this a place, this is nasty?
Everybody, this is Alfred. Mmm, I like it, I like it.
We, we can't 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, your shit. We got to get the hell outta here.
the hat one time, put on your hat, come on.
Yes, oh shit. Put on hat, good God.
Oh Lord, up on the bell Alfred, come on, get your coat.
Yes! That's a nice coat Alfred. How 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!