Luyện nghe bài hát Cloreen Bacon Skin

(lead by Prince)

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

Nigger. What lookin' for, nigger? Oh hold it, stop.
Motherfucker even have the headphones on. You... you...

This song is called... this 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 where at.
I you was thin, Cloreen Bacon Skin.

Brotch, you can't fuck with that, out.
And the said... and look out, said...
a minute, I said... Bacon Skin, hit me.
Sexy. Don't noth. Don't you touch snare or cymbal.
You just tap, God.

I sing to this girl. I said baby, wait a minute.
When all alone, we try to make 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 Bacon Skin, a minute.

Oh good God, I said, a minute.
Oh, then the band nice and breezy, nice and breezy, come on I said.
more on the one, come on. And the band said...
That's alright, alright.
You old motherfucker, you a citizen, look out.
You can't fuck with me. drive you to the ground
OK Jerome, the high hat, here we go.

Rumbling, rumbling, yes.
Keep pocket, don't get excited, come on
Yeah, on, said splash. Good God.
Everybody say Bacon Skin.
Everybody say... you can't fuck that.
Eruption in face.
I'm too sexy, I'm too sexy, one in the place, good God.
I'm sexy, lovesexy 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.
Y'all let me go, look out. Good God, bass.
Good mutha, eruption in your face. God, look out I said...

Cloreen, I got for ya.
the matter, don't 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 ugly face, good God.
I wanna run... I wanna run over to your place, yes.
I wanna see, good God, that's uglier than...
I said, I uglier than me, uglier than me.
Cloreen Skin.

Nice and breezy, out now.
I said fellas, what's the
I fellas, what's the word?
Look out, Skin, come on, splash.
What you do with that?
Everybody... come on, dance.
Everybody on, dance.
We ain't gonna put no more instruments on this. Just me and Skin.
Alright, that Cloreen's brother for my drummer, out.
Oh shit, my hat fell off. Oh, somebody 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 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. brother Alfred.
Alfred... Alfred, I need you to talk to me son, on.
Alfred... on, Alfred, talk to me now.
I wanna... I got to you say, say Alfred.
I hear ya, come on, talk to me now.
Alfred, come on, to me now.
Come on, Skin.
Alfred, do you me talkin' to ya?
Alfred, don't... don't me.
Say nigger, say... to me, come 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, come on. The volcano erupt in face, good God.
Oh Lord, old nasty. Alfred, to me, Alfred, come on.
Oh Lord, I can't it. Talk to me Alfred, come 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, let's go, God.
God, oh shit.
Old say, I wanna say...
We gonna it home, yes he is rumbling, look 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 can't it.
I said... I wanna see of the Bacon Skin. Cloreen, Cloreen.
You can't with that, talk to me Alfred, come on.
And the say... oh shit, Alfred.
Well, the hand claps at?
Good God, Alfred. We done burn the down.
it down, burn it down, come on, come on.
Say Alfred!

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

Cloreen, I wanna to ya. Cloreen, oh Lord.
Cloreen, you're the ugliest woman I've 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 loves the truth, 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 ain't 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 one time, good 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. come on.

Everybody, Skin.
Alfred, we got to get the hell here.
Oh Lord, go over yo, let's... let's...
Is this where you Alfred? Is this where you live?
Oh shit, this a nasty place, is nasty?
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 records? Huh?
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, jump up on the Alfred, come on, get your coat.
Yes! That's a coat Alfred. How much you pay for that?
That much, huh? Yeah, I it. You're glad I like it, huh?
Yes. Oh shit. I oh Lord. Put on your boots Alfred, let's go.
Ahhh!