Prince - Cloreen Baconskin lyrics

Yeah, let'em... Yeah, let'em nice and breezy motherf**ers What U lookin' 4 n***a? Oh hold it, stop What da f** 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 f** 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' motherf**er, U a senior citizen, look out U can't f** 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 f** with that Eruption in your face I'm 2 s**y, I'm 2 s**y, s**y one in the place, good God I'm s**y, loves**y right down 2 my seat belt, good Lord And I'm s**y, good God, with the bacon meat Pork meat, close the hi-hat, come on say I can smell that sh** That's nasty, 2 nasty Y'all let me go, look out Good God, nasty ba** 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 sh**! Oh sh** 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 sh**, 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 s**y, I said Oh Lord, I said I wanna get s**y 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 n***a, 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 sh** Ol' motherf**er say, I wanna say We gonna take it home, yes we is Rumbling, look out U can't f** with that sh**, yes Turn it up one time, come on, I said dance sh**, 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 f** with that, talk 2 me Alfred, come on And the drummer say Oh sh**, 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 s**y 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 motherf**er 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 s**y Everybody get s**y Yes, old nasty This funk ain't goin' no place Cuz it's old, it's old and s**y 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 sh** 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 sh**, 2 funky We got 2 go, Alfred U got any old James Brown records? Huh? Good God, everybody, Lord Come on Alfred, pack your sh** We got 2 get the hell outta here Open the hat one time, put on your hat, come on Yes, oh sh** 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 sh** I said oh Lord Put on your boots, Alfred