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, nigger? Oh it, stop.
Motherfucker didn't even have the 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 it's at.
I wish you was thin, Cloreen Skin.

Brotch, you can't fuck with that, out.
And the band said... and out, said...
Wait a minute, I said... Skin, hit me.
Sexy. touch noth. Don't you touch snare or cymbal.
You tap, good 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 is, but I know... I know this 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 nice and breezy, and breezy, come on I said.
Once more on the one, come on. And the said...
That's alright, alright.
You old motherfucker, you a senior citizen, out.
You can't fuck with me. I'll drive you to the
OK Jerome, the high hat, here we go.

Rumbling, rumbling, yes.
Keep pocket, don't get excited, come on
Yeah, come on, said splash. God.
say Cloreen Bacon Skin.
Everybody say... you can't with 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.
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, out. Good God, nasty bass.
Good mutha, eruption in 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 I look in the mirror.
And I see this ugly face, 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 me, uglier than me.
Bacon Skin.

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

Come on, good God. brother Alfred.
Alfred... Alfred, I need you to talk to me son, on.
Alfred... come on, Alfred, to me now.
I wanna... I got to you say, say Alfred.
I can't hear ya, come on, 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... talk to me, on, come on, talk.
cha need, what cha need?
You wanna... you wanna your hat?
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 can't stand it. Talk to me Alfred, on.
you go, come on, Lord. Alfred.
Everybody else on and dance, good God.
Come on, everybody dance. Alfred, on and dance. Dance.
I stand 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 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.
out, I'm outta phase, I can't stand it.
I said... I wanna see of the Bacon 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, it down, come on, come 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 that?
Sexy, on, come on, everybody get sexy.

Cloreen, I wanna to ya. Cloreen, oh Lord.
Cloreen, you're the woman that I've ever 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 Lord 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. funk 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 say one time. Good God, band 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 hell here.
Oh Lord, go over yo, let's... let's...
Is this where you live Alfred? Is this where you
Oh shit, this a nasty place, this is
Everybody, this is nasty Alfred. Mmm, I like it, I 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 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, jump up on the bell Alfred, on, get your coat.
Yes! a nice coat 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!