PRINCE - Cloreen Baconskin lyrics

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Yeah, let'em...

Yeah, let'em nice and breezy motherfuckers

What U lookin' 4 nigga?

Oh hold it, stop

What da fuck u mean u don't have the headphones on?

U...U...

This song is called...

This song is called Bacon Skin, hit me

It's dedicated 2 my first wife

Her name is, oh Lord, Cloreen

She's just phat, hit me

2 nasty

I said now

U.., Bacon Skin

Just phat, but U know where it's at

I wish U was thin

Cloreen Bacon Skin

Brotch, U can't fuck with that, look out

And the band said

And look out, said

Wait a minute, I said

Bacon Skin, hit me

Sexy

Don't touch no.., don't U touch snare or cymbal

U just tap, good God

I wanna sing 2 this girl

I said baby, wait a minute

We're all alone

U try 2 make love

Somebody call U on the phone

I don't know what his name is

But I know, I know this is life

But that, that's real, baby, U know life

Cloreen Bacon Skin, wait a minute

Oh good God, I said

Wait a minute

Oh, and the band said

Nice and breezy, nice and breezy, come on I said

Once more on the 1, come on

And the band said

That's alright, that's alright

U ol' motherfucker, U a senior citizen, look out

U can't fuck with me

I'll drive U 2 the ground

OK,open the hi-hat, here we go

Rumbling, rumbling, yes

Keep that pocket, don't get excited, come on

Yeah, come on, said splash

Good God

Everybody say Cloreen Bacon Skin

Everybody say

U can't fuck with that

Eruption in your face

I'm 2 sexy, I'm 2 sexy, sexy one in the place, good God

I'm sexy, lovesexy right down 2 my seat belt, good Lord

And I'm sexy, good God, with the bacon meat

Pork meat, close the hi-hat, come on say

I can smell that shit

That's nasty, 2 nasty

Y'all let me go, look out

Good God, nasty bass

Good mutha, eruption in your face

Good God, look out said

Cloreen, I got somethin' 4 ya

What's the matter, don't U like me?

I'm not 2 old

Splash, oh shit!

Oh shit

I can't stand it, I can't stand it

When I look in the mirror

And I see this ugly face, good God

I just wanna run, I wanna run over 2 your place, yes

I wanna see, good God, someone that's uglier than ...

I said, I said uglier than me

Uglier than me

Cloreen Bacon Skin

Nice and breezy, look out now

I said fellas, what's the word?

Fellas, what's the word?

Look out

Bacon Skin, come on, splash

What U go'n do with that?

Everybody, everybody come on, dance

Everybody come on, dance

We ain't gonna put no more instruments on this

Just me and Bacon Skin

Alright, Cloreen's brother on drum, look out

Oh shit, my hat done fell off

Oh, somebody gonna see my bald spot

Good God, I don't care

I got Bacon Skin

Bacon Skin on my plate, good God

I want 2 love U

Cloreen, why U wanna make me wait?

I wanna get sexy, I said

Oh Lord, I said

I wanna get sexy

Cloreen, come on, get down

Come on, splash

Come on, good God

Cloreen's brother Alfred

Alfred, Alfred, I need U 2 talk 2 me some, come on

Alfred, good

Come on, Alfred, talk 2 me now

I wanna...I got 2 hear U say, say Alfred

I can't hear U, come on, talk 2 me now

Alfred, come on, talk 2 me now

Come on, Bacon Skin

Alfred, do U hear me talkin' 2 U?

Alfred, don't, don't ignore me

Say nigga, say

Talk 2 me, come on, come on, talk

What cha need, what cha need?

U wanna, U wanna open your hat?

U wanna open your hat? Well open it up, come on, get down

Yes!

Come on

The volcano erupt in your face, good God

Oh Lord, old 'n' nasty

Alfred, talk 2 me Alfred, come on

Oh Lord, I can't stand it

Talk 2 me Alfred, come on

There U go, come on, Lord

Alfred

Everybody else come on and dance, good God

Come on, everybody dance

Alfred, come on and dance

Dance

I can't stand it, I can't stand it, oh dance

Oh Lord

Alfred, jump up on the bell, come on, let's go, good God

Good God, oh shit

Ol' motherfucker say, I wanna say

We gonna take it home, yes we is

Rumbling, look out

U can't fuck with that shit, yes

Turn it up one time, come on, I said dance

Shit, oh Lord

Look out, I'm outta place, I can't stand it

I said uh

I wanna see some of the Bacon Skin

Cloreen, Cloreen

U can't fuck with that, talk 2 me Alfred, come on

And the drummer say

Oh shit, Alfred

Well, where the hand claps at?

Good God, Alfred

We don't burn the house down

Burn it down, burn it down, come on, come on

Say Alfred!

We don't burn the house down, we got 2 go

We don't burn it down, we got 2 go

What can U say after that?

Sexy, come on, come on

Everybody get sexy

Cloreen, I wanna talk 2 ya

Cloreen, oh Lord

Cloreen, U're the ugliest woman that I've ever seen

I'm not jivin'

Baby, there's one thing the Lord loves the truth

And baby, U one ugly motherfucker

I'm not lyin' 2 U

U know the Lord loves the truth, don't U?

Well, why the hell can't U take a bath?

Cloreen Bacon Skin

Nice and breezy

We don't need no instruments

2 funky in here

Get sexy

Everybody get sexy

Yes, old nasty

This funk ain't goin' no place

Cuz it's old, it's old and sexy

Cloreen Bacon Skin

Pound on the floor tom one time, come on

Yes

We gonna go 2 the jungle one time

We gonna go 2 the jungle, good God

Go 2 the jungle one time, good God, said

And the band say one time

Good God, band said

Blisters, I got some blisters, good God

All my brothers and sisters, good God

Bacon Skin, good God

Everybody come on

Everybody

Bacon Skin

Alfred, we got 2 get the hell outta here

Oh Lord

Let's go over, yo, let's, let's...

So where U live Alfred?

Is this where U live? Oh shit

This is a nasty place, this is nasty

Everybody

This is nasty Alfred

I like it, I like it

We can't stay here, we got 2 go

We got 2 go, Alfred

Oh shit, 2 funky

We got 2 go, Alfred

U got any old James Brown records? Huh?

Good God, everybody, Lord

Come on Alfred, pack your shit

We got 2 get the hell outta here

Open the hat one time, put on your hat, come on

Yes, oh shit

Put on your hat, good God

Oh Lord, jump up on the bell, Alfred, come on, get your coat

Yes!

That's a nice coat,Alfred

How much U pay 4 that?

That much, huh?

Yeah, I like it

U're glad I like it, huh?

Yes

Oh shit

I said oh Lord

Put on your boots, Alfred