Prince

Prince - Cloreen Bacon Skin lyrics

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Yeah, one of 'em. 

Yeah, one of them nice breezy motherfuckers 



Nigger. what U lookin' 4 nigger? 

Oh hold it, stop 

Motherfucker didn't even 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 fat, hit me 



2 nasty 

I said now big dumb U 

U. Bacon Skin 

Just fat, 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 noth. don't U touch snare or cymbal 

U just tap, good God 



I wanna sing 2 this girl 

I said baby, wait a minute 

When we're all alone 

We 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 my wife 

Cloreen Bacon Skin, wait a minute 



Oh good God, I said 

Wait a minute 

Oh, then 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 old motherfucker, U a senior citizen, look out 

U can't fuck with me 

I'll drive U 2 the ground 

OK Jerome, open the high 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 feet, good Lord 

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

Pork meat, close the high hat up, 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? 

Am I 2 old? 

Splash, oh shit! 

Oh shit 



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

Now 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 um, um. 

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? {x2} 

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, that Cloreen's brother 4 my drummer, 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 ya 

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 son, 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 ya, come on, talk 2 me now 

Alfred, come on, talk 2 me now 

Come on, Bacon Skin 

Alfred, do U hear me talkin' 2 ya? 

Alfred, don't, don't ignore me 

Say nigger, 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 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 

Old 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 phase, 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 done burn the house down 

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

Say Alfred! 



We done burn the house down, we got 2 go 

We done burn it down, we got 2 go 

What cha 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 and that's the truth 

And baby, U one ugly motherfucker 

I'm not lyin' 2 ya 

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

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 go'n. wanna 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. 

Is this where U live Alfred? 

Is this where U live? 

Oh shit, this a nasty place, this is nasty 

Everybody 

This is nasty Alfred 

Mmm, I like it, I like it 

We, 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, let's go 

Ahhh!
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