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.
didn't even have the headphones on. You... you...

This is called... this 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 wish you was thin, Cloreen Skin.

Brotch, you can't fuck 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 touch or cymbal.
You tap, good God.

I wanna sing to girl. I said baby, wait a minute.
When we're all alone, we try to love.
Somebody 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.
Bacon Skin, wait a minute.

Oh good God, I said, a minute.
Oh, the band said nice and breezy, nice and breezy, come on I said.
Once more on the one, on. And the band said...
alright, that's alright.
You old motherfucker, you a senior citizen, 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, come on, splash. Good God.
Everybody say Bacon 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 to my feet, good Lord.
And I'm sexy, God.
With the bacon meat, pork meat, close the hat up, come on say...

I can smell that shit. nasty, too nasty.
Y'all let me go, look out. God, nasty bass.
mutha, eruption 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 stand it, I can't stand it.
Now when I in the mirror.
And I see this ugly face, God.
I just run... I wanna run over to your place, yes.
I see, good God, someone that's uglier than...
I said, I said uglier than me, than me.
Bacon Skin.

Nice and breezy, out now.
I said fellas, the word?
I said fellas, the word?
Look out, Bacon Skin, on, splash.
What you go'n do with
Everybody... come on, dance.
come on, dance.
We ain't gonna put no more instruments on this. me and Bacon Skin.
Alright, that 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.
Skin 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 can't ya, come on, talk to me now.
Alfred, come on, to me now.
Come on, Skin.
Alfred, do you hear me to ya?
Alfred, don't... ignore me.
Say nigger, say... talk to me, on, come on, talk.
What cha need, what cha
You wanna... you wanna open your
You wanna open hat? Well 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 stand it. to me Alfred, come on.
There you go, on, Lord. Alfred.
Everybody come on and dance, good 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, let's go, God.
God, oh shit.
Old motherfucker say, I say...
We gonna it home, yes he is rumbling, look out.
You fuck with that shit, yes.
Turn it up one time, come on, I dance.
Shit, oh Lord.
Look out, I'm outta phase, I can't it.
I said... I wanna see of the Bacon Skin. Cloreen, Cloreen.
You fuck with that, talk to me Alfred, come on.
And the say... oh shit, Alfred.
Well, the hand claps at?
God, Alfred. We done burn the house down.
Burn it down, burn it down, come on, on.
Say Alfred!

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

Cloreen, I wanna 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 the truth, don't ya?
Well, why the hell you take a bath?
Cloreen Skin.

and breezy. We don't need no instruments.
Too in here. Get sexy. Get sexy.
Yes, old nasty. This funk 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 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.
Skin, good God. Everybody come on.

Everybody, Skin.
Alfred, we got to get the hell here.
Oh Lord, let's go yo, let's... let's...
Is this where you live Alfred? Is where you live?
Oh shit, this a nasty place, is nasty?
Everybody, this is nasty Alfred. Mmm, I 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 your shit. We got to get the hell here.
Open the hat one time, put on your hat, on.
Yes, oh shit. Put on your hat, God.
Oh Lord, jump up on the bell Alfred, on, get your coat.
Yes! That's a 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 oh Lord. Put on your boots Alfred, let's go.
Ahhh!