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

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

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

Brotch, you fuck 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 tap, good God.

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

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

Rumbling, rumbling, yes.
Keep that pocket, don't get excited, on
Yeah, on, said splash. Good God.
Everybody say Cloreen Skin.
Everybody say... you can't with that.
in your face.
I'm too sexy, I'm too sexy, one in the place, good God.
I'm sexy, right 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 smell 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 it, I can't stand it.
Now I look in the mirror.
And I see this ugly face, God.
I just wanna run... I 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, the word?
I said fellas, the word?
Look out, Skin, come on, splash.
What you do with that?
Everybody... everybody 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 off. Oh, somebody gonna see my bald spot?
God, I don't care. I got Bacon Skin.
Bacon on my plate, good God.
I want to love ya, Cloreen, why you wanna make me
I get sexy, I said... oh Lord, I said... I wanna 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 hear ya, come on, talk to me now.
Alfred, on, talk to me now.
Come on, Skin.
Alfred, do you me talkin' 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 open your hat?
You wanna open your hat? Well open it up, on, get down.
Yes, on. The volcano erupt in your 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.
you go, come 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 stand it, oh dance, oh Lord.
Alfred, jump up on the bell, come on, go, good God.
God, oh shit.
Old say, I wanna 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.
out, I'm outta phase, I can't stand 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, where the claps 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.
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 ugliest woman that I've 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 the Lord loves the truth, don't ya?
Well, why the can't you take a bath?
Bacon Skin.

Nice and breezy. We don't no instruments.
Too in here. Get sexy. Get sexy.
Yes, old nasty. This funk goin' no place.
'cause it's old, old and sexy.
Bacon Skin.

Pound on the tom one time, come on. Yes.
We go'n... go to the jungle one time.
We gonna go to the jungle, God.
Go to the jungle one time, God, said...
And the band say one time. God, band said...
Blisters, I got blisters, good God.
All my brothers and sisters, God.
Bacon Skin, good God. come 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 where you
Oh shit, a nasty place, this is nasty?
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 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 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. glad I like it, huh?
Yes. Oh shit. I said oh Lord. Put on boots Alfred, let's go.
Ahhh!