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Cloreen Baconskin

This song is by Prince and appears on the box set Crystal Ball (1998).

Yeah, let'em...
Yeah, let'em nice and breezy motherfuckers
What you lookin' 4 nigga?
Oh hold it, stop
What da fuck you mean you don't have the headphones on?
U... U...

This song is called
This song is called Baconskin, 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 nowU.., Bacon Skin
Just phat, but you know where it's at
I wish you was thin
Cloreen Baconskin
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

Don't touch no.., don't you 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 you 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 Baconskin, 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 all right, that's all right
U ol' motherfucker, U a senior citizen, look out
U can't fuck with me
I'll drive U 2 the ground
Okay, 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 Baconskin
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 you 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 Baconskin

Nice and breezy, look out now
I said fellas, what's the word?
Fellas, what's the word?
Look out
Baconskin, come on, splash

What you 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 Baconskin
All right, 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 Baconskin
Baconskin on my plate, good God
I want 2 love U
Cloreen, why you 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 you say, say Alfred
I can't hear U, come on, talk 2 me now
Alfred, come on, talk 2 me now
Come on, Baconskin
Alfred, do you 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

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 you go, come on, Lord

Everybody else come on and dance, good God
Come on, everybody dance
Alfred, come on and 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 Baconskin
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 you 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 you take a bath?

Cloreen Baconskin
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
'Cause it's old, it's old and sexy
Cloreen Baconskin

Pound on the floor tom one time, come on
Yes, we gonna
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
Baconskin, good God
Everybody come on
Alfred, we got 2 get the hell outta here
Oh Lord
Let's go over, yo, let's, let's

So where you live Alfred?
Is this where you live? Oh shit
This a nasty place, this is nasty
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
That's a nice coat, Alfred
How much you pay 4 that?
That much, huh?
Yeah, I like it
U're glad I like it, huh?
Oh shit
I said oh Lord
Put on your boots, Alfred



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