Prince - Cloreen Bacon Skin Lyrics

Yeah, one of 'em
Yeah, one of them nice breezy motherfuckers

Nigger, what you lookin' for nigger?
Oh hold it, stop
Motherfucker didn't even have the headphones on
You, you

This song is called
This song is called bacon skin, hit me
It's dedicated to my first wife
Her name is, oh Lord, Cloreen
She's just fat, hit me

Too nasty, I said now big dumb you
You bacon skin
Just fat but you know where it's at
I wish you was thin, Cloreen bacon skin

Brotch, you 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 you touch snare or cymbal
You just tap, good God

I wanna sing to this girl
I said baby, wait a minute
When we're all alone
We try to 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, you 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 one, come on
And the band said
That's alright
That's alright

You old motherfucker, you a senior citizen, look out
You can't fuck with me
I'll drive you to the ground
Okay 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
You can't fuck with that
Eruption in your face

I'm to sexy, I'm to sexy, sexy one in the place, good God
I'm sexy, love sexy right down to 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, to 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' for ya
What's the matter, don't you like me?
Am I to 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 to 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?
I said fellas, what's the word?
Look out

Bacon skin, 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 bacon skin
Alright, that Cloreen's brother for 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 to love ya
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 you to talk to me son, come on
Alfred, good

Come on, Alfred, talk to me now
I wanna I got to hear you say, say Alfred
I can't hear ya, come on