Luyện nghe bài hát Cloreen Bacon Skin

(lead by Prince)

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

Nigger. What you're lookin' for, nigger? Oh it, stop.
didn't 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.
just fat, hit me.

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

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

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

Oh God, I said, wait 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, the high hat, here we go.

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

I can smell that shit. nasty, too nasty.
Y'all let me go, look out. Good God, 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 it, I can't 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, good God, that's uglier than...
I said, I uglier than me, uglier than me.
Cloreen Skin.

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

on, good God. Cloreen's brother Alfred.
Alfred... Alfred, I need you to 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.
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 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 it. Talk to me Alfred, come on.
you go, come on, Lord. Alfred.
Everybody come on and dance, good God.
on, everybody dance. Alfred, come on and dance. Dance.
I can't stand it, I 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 it home, yes he is rumbling, look out.
You can't fuck with 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 wanna see some of the Skin. Cloreen, Cloreen.
You fuck with that, talk to me Alfred, come on.
And the say... oh shit, Alfred.
Well, where the hand at?
Good God, Alfred. We 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.
What cha can you say after
Sexy, come on, 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, one thing the Lord 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 can't you take a bath?
Bacon Skin.

Nice and breezy. We need no instruments.
Too in here. Get sexy. Get sexy.
Yes, old nasty. This funk goin' no place.
it's old, it's old and sexy.
Cloreen Skin.

Pound on the 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 one time, good God, said...
And the band say one time. Good God, 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, go over yo, let's... let's...
Is this where you live Alfred? Is this you live?
Oh shit, this a nasty place, 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, pack your shit. We got to get the outta here.
the hat one time, put on your hat, come on.
Yes, oh shit. Put on hat, good God.
Oh Lord, jump up on the Alfred, come on, get your coat.
Yes! That's a coat Alfred. How much you pay for that?
That much, 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!