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 have the headphones on. You... you...

This song is called... this song is called Skin, hit me.
dedicated 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...
Wait a minute, I said... Skin, hit me.
Sexy. Don't touch noth. Don't you snare 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.
call you on the phone.
I don't know what his name is, but I know... I know is life.
But that... that's real, baby. my wife.
Cloreen 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 with me. drive you to the ground
OK Jerome, open the hat, here we go.

Rumbling, rumbling, yes.
Keep that pocket, get excited, come on
Yeah, come on, splash. Good God.
Everybody say Cloreen Skin.
Everybody say... you fuck with that.
in your face.
I'm too sexy, I'm too sexy, sexy one in the place, God.
I'm sexy, right down to my feet, good Lord.
And I'm sexy, God.
With the bacon meat, meat, close the high hat up, come on say...

I can smell shit. That's nasty, too nasty.
let me go, look 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, you like me?
Am I too Splash! Oh shit!
Oh shit.

I can't stand it, I stand it.
Now when I in the mirror.
And I see ugly face, good 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 than me, uglier me.
Cloreen Skin.

and breezy, look out now.
I fellas, what's 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 ain't gonna put no more on this. Just 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?
God, I don't care. I got Bacon Skin.
Bacon on my plate, good God.
I want to love ya, Cloreen, why you make me wait?
I wanna get sexy, I said... oh Lord, I said... I get sexy.
Cloreen, come on, get down, on, splash.

Come on, good God. Cloreen's 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 hear ya, on, talk to me now.
Alfred, on, talk to me now.
Come on, Skin.
Alfred, do you hear me to ya?
Alfred, don't... ignore me.
Say nigger, say... to me, come on, come on, talk.
What cha need, what cha
You wanna... you wanna your hat?
You wanna open your hat? 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 stand it. Talk to me Alfred, come on.
you go, come on, Lord. Alfred.
Everybody else come on and dance, 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, let's go, God.
God, oh shit.
Old motherfucker say, I say...
We gonna take it home, yes he is rumbling, out.
You fuck 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 wanna see some of the Skin. Cloreen, Cloreen.
You can't fuck with that, to me Alfred, come on.
And the say... oh shit, Alfred.
Well, the hand 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, on, come 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, there's one 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 hell can't you 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.
'cause it's old, 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 jungle one time, God, said...
And the band say one time. Good God, said...
Blisters, I got some blisters, God.
All my brothers and sisters, God.
Skin, good God. Everybody come on.

Everybody, Skin.
Alfred, we got to get the outta 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 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.
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! a nice 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 Alfred, let's go.
Ahhh!