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... song is called Bacon Skin, hit me.
It's 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 know where at.
I wish you was thin, Cloreen Skin.

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

I wanna sing to this girl. I baby, wait 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 this is life.
But that... that's real, baby. my wife.
Cloreen Skin, wait a minute.

Oh good God, I said, a minute.
Oh, then the band said nice and breezy, 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 with me. I'll drive you to the
OK Jerome, open the high hat, we go.

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

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

and breezy, look out now.
I said fellas, what's the
I fellas, what's the word?
Look out, Skin, come on, splash.
What you go'n do that?
Everybody... come on, dance.
come on, dance.
We ain't gonna put no more on this. Just me and Bacon Skin.
Alright, that Cloreen's brother for my drummer, out.
Oh shit, my hat done fell off. Oh, gonna see my bald spot?
Good God, I don't care. I got 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, 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... 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, on, talk to me now.
Come on, Skin.
Alfred, do you hear me to ya?
Alfred, don't... don't me.
Say nigger, say... to me, come on, come on, talk.
cha need, what cha need?
You wanna... you wanna open 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, talk to me, Alfred, on.
Oh Lord, I can't stand it. Talk to me Alfred, on.
There you go, on, Lord. Alfred.
Everybody else on and dance, good God.
Come on, dance. Alfred, come on and dance. Dance.
I can't it, I can't stand it, oh dance, oh Lord.
Alfred, up on the bell, come on, let's go, good God.
God, oh shit.
Old motherfucker say, I say...
We take it home, yes he is rumbling, look out.
You can't with that shit, yes.
Turn it up one time, come on, I 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 fuck with that, to me Alfred, come on.
And the say... oh shit, Alfred.
Well, the hand claps at?
Good God, Alfred. We 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 burn it down, we got to go.
What cha can you say after
Sexy, come on, on, everybody get sexy.

Cloreen, I wanna to ya. Cloreen, oh Lord.
Cloreen, you're the ugliest woman that I've seen.
I'm not jivin'.
Baby, there's one 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 can't you a bath?
Cloreen Skin.

Nice and breezy. We need no instruments.
Too in here. Get sexy. Get sexy.
Yes, old nasty. This ain't goin' no place.
it's 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 gonna go to the jungle, God.
Go to the jungle one time, God, said...
And the band say one time. Good God, said...
Blisters, I got blisters, good God.
All my brothers and sisters, God.
Bacon Skin, God. Everybody 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 Alfred? Is this where you live?
Oh shit, this a nasty place, this is
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, pack shit. We got to get the hell outta here.
the hat one time, put on your hat, come on.
Yes, oh shit. Put on your hat, God.
Oh Lord, up on the bell Alfred, come on, get your coat.
Yes! That's a nice coat Alfred. How much you pay for
That much, Yeah, I like it. You're glad I like it, huh?
Yes. Oh shit. I said oh Lord. Put on your Alfred, let's go.
Ahhh!