Luyện nghe bài hát Cloreen Bacon Skin

(lead by Prince)

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

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

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

Too nasty. I said now big dumb, you... you... Skin
Just fat, but you where it's at.
I you was thin, Cloreen 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. touch noth. Don't you touch snare 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 know what his is, but I know... I know 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 said nice 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 with me. drive you to the ground
OK Jerome, open the high hat, we go.

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

Nice and breezy, out now.
I fellas, what's the word?
I fellas, what's the word?
Look out, Bacon Skin, on, splash.
What you go'n do that?
Everybody... everybody on, dance.
Everybody on, dance.
We gonna put no more instruments on this. Just me and Bacon Skin.
Alright, that Cloreen's for my drummer, look out.
Oh shit, my hat fell off. Oh, somebody gonna see my bald spot?
Good God, I care. I got Bacon Skin.
Bacon Skin on my plate, God.
I want to ya, Cloreen, why you wanna make me wait?
I wanna get sexy, I said... oh Lord, I said... I 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, on, talk 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 wanna your hat?
You wanna open your hat? Well it up, come on, get down.
Yes, come on. The volcano in your face, good God.
Oh Lord, old nasty. Alfred, talk to me, Alfred, on.
Oh Lord, I stand it. Talk to me Alfred, come 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, up on the bell, come 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 can't 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 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?
Good God, Alfred. We done 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.
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 woman that I've 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 the Lord loves the truth, don't ya?
Well, why the hell can't you take a
Bacon Skin.

Nice and breezy. We need no instruments.
Too in here. Get sexy. Get sexy.
Yes, old nasty. This ain't goin' no place.
'cause old, it's 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 band say one time. Good God, said...
Blisters, I got some blisters, God.
All my brothers and sisters, God.
Bacon Skin, good God. Everybody 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 this you live?
Oh shit, a nasty place, this is nasty?
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 Brown records? Huh?
God, everybody, Lord.

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