Luyện nghe bài hát Cloreen Bacon Skin

(lead by Prince)

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

Nigger. What you're for, nigger? Oh hold it, stop.
Motherfucker didn't even have the on. You... you...

This is called... this 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 where it's at.
I you was thin, Cloreen Bacon 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. you touch snare or cymbal.
You just tap, God.

I wanna sing to this girl. I said baby, a minute.
we're 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 Bacon Skin, a minute.

Oh good God, I said, a minute.
Oh, then the band said nice and breezy, nice and breezy, on I said.
Once on the one, come on. And the band said...
alright, that's 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 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, sexy one in the place, 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. God, nasty bass.
mutha, eruption in your face. Good God, look out I said...

Cloreen, I got for ya.
What's the matter, you like 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 face, good God.
I wanna run... I wanna run over to your place, yes.
I wanna see, 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, what's the
I said fellas, the word?
Look out, Bacon Skin, on, splash.
What you go'n do with
Everybody... everybody on, dance.
Everybody on, dance.
We ain't gonna put no instruments on this. Just me and Bacon Skin.
Alright, that brother for my drummer, look out.
Oh shit, my hat done fell off. Oh, somebody gonna see my bald
God, I don't care. I got Bacon 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 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 your 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, 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, 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 stand it.
I said... I see some of the Bacon Skin. Cloreen, Cloreen.
You can't fuck with that, talk to me Alfred, on.
And the say... oh shit, Alfred.
Well, where the claps at?
Good God, Alfred. We done burn the down.
Burn it down, burn it down, come on, on.
Say Alfred!

We done the house down, we got to go.
We burn 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 ugliest woman that 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
Cloreen Skin.

Nice and breezy. We need no instruments.
Too in here. Get sexy. Get sexy.
Yes, old nasty. This funk ain't no place.
it's old, it's old and sexy.
Cloreen Skin.

Pound on the floor tom one time, on. Yes.
We go'n... go to the jungle one time.
We go to the jungle, good God.
Go to the jungle one time, God, said...
And the say one time. Good God, band said...
Blisters, I got blisters, good 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 Alfred? Is this where you live?
Oh shit, this a nasty place, this is
Everybody, is nasty 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 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 hat, good God.
Oh Lord, up on the bell Alfred, come 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 I like it, huh?
Yes. Oh shit. I said oh Lord. Put on your boots Alfred, go.
Ahhh!