Cloreen Bacon Skin
Prince Lyrics
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Yeah, one of them nice breezy motherfuckers
nigga, what you looking for nigga?
Oh hold it, stop
Motherfucker didn't even have the headphones on
You, you
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
To 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 want to 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 1, 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
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
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 want to run, I want to run over to your place, yes
I want to 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?
Look out
Bacon Skin, come on, splash
What you goin' 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 want to make me wait?
I want to get sexy, I said
Oh Lord, I said
I want to 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, talk to me now
Alfred, come on, talk to me now
Come on, Bacon Skin
Alfred, do you hear me talkin' to ya?
Alfred, don't, don't ignore me
Say nigga, say
Talk to me, come on, come on, talk
What cha need, what cha need?
You want to, you want to open your hat?
You want to 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 to me Alfred, come on
Oh Lord, I can't stand it
Talk to me Alfred, come on
There you 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 want to say
We gonna take it home, yes we is
Rumbling, look out
You 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 want to see some of the Bacon Skin
Cloreen, Cloreen
You can't fuck with that, talk to 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 to go
We done burn it down, we got to go
What cha can you say after that?
Sexy, come on, come on
Everybody get sexy
Cloreen, I want to talk to ya
Cloreen, oh Lord
Cloreen, you're the ugliest woman that I've ever seen
I'm not jiving
Baby, there's one thing the Lord loves and that's the truth
And baby, you one ugly motherfucker
I'm not lyin' to ya
You know the Lord loves the truth, don't ya?
Well, why the hell can't you take a bath?
Cloreen Bacon Skin
Nice and breezy
We don't need no instruments
To 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 Bacon Skin
Pound on the floor tom one time, come on
Yes
We goin'
Want to go to the jungle one time
We gonna go to the jungle, good God
Go to 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 to get the hell outta here
Oh Lord
Let's go over, yo, let's, let's.
Is this where you live Alfred?
Is this where you 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 to go
We got to go Alfred
Oh shit, to funky
We got to go Alfred
You got any old James Brown records? Huh?
Good God, everybody, Lord
Come on Alfred, pack your shit
We got to 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 you pay for that?
That much, huh?
Yeah, I like it
You're glad I like it, huh?
Yes
Oh shit
I said oh Lord
Put on your boots Alfred, let's go
Ah!
The lyrics for Prince's "Cloreen Bacon Skin" are difficult to interpret, as they are mostly improvised and seemingly nonsensical. The song appears to be a tribute to Prince's first wife, a woman named Cloreen who was overweight but sexually appealing to him. Prince appears to be extemporizing on this theme throughout the song, with intermittent references to various band members, including calls for the drummer to play certain beats or for the high hat to be closed.
There is a sense of devil-may-care abandon to these lyrics, as though Prince is simply indulging his creative whims regardless of how they are received by his audience (or even his bandmates). The song's chaotic structure and often-grimy subject matter may be off-putting to some listeners, but it also represents an important chapter in Prince's early career, as he experimented with different sounds and styles in an effort to establish himself as a solo artist.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, one of them
Yes, one of those individuals
Yeah, one of them nice breezy motherfuckers
Yes, one of those pleasant and easy-going individuals
nigga, what you looking for nigga?
Hey, what are you searching for?
Oh hold it, stop
Wait a moment, pause
Motherfucker didn't even have the headphones on
That individual didn't even wear the headphones
You, you
You, yes
This song is called
The title of this song is
This song is called Bacon Skin, hit me
The title of this song is Bacon Skin, play it for me
It's dedicated to my first wife
It's a tribute to my former spouse
Her name is, oh Lord, Cloreen
She is named Cloreen, oh my
She's just fat, hit me
She is overweight, understand?
To nasty
Extremely unpleasant
I said now big dumb you
I mean you, you unintelligent person
You. Bacon Skin
You, Bacon Skin is your nickname
Just fat, but you know where it's at
Just overweight, yet you know what's happening
I wish you was thin
I desire for you to be thin
Brotch, you can't fuck with that, look out
Brother, you cannot compete with that, be cautious
And the band said
And the musical group exclaimed
And look out, said
And they warned, saying
Wait a minute, I said
Pause for a moment, I spoke
Bacon Skin, hit me
Bacon Skin, play it for me
Sexy
Seductive
Don't touch noth. Don't you touch snare or cymbal
Don't touch anything. Don't touch the snare drum or cymbal
You just tap, good god
You merely tap it, oh my
I want to sing to this girl
I want to serenade this girl
I said baby, wait a minute
I said darling, hold on
When we're all alone
When we're in private
We try to make love
We attempt to express our love physically
Somebody call you on the phone
Someone calls you on the telephone
I don't know what his name is
I don't know his name
But I know, I know this is life
But I know, I understand that this is the reality
But that, that's real, baby, you my wife
But that, that's genuine, my dear, you are my spouse
Cloreen Bacon Skin, wait a minute
Cloreen Bacon Skin, hold on
Oh good God, I said
Oh my, I exclaimed
Wait a minute
Hold on a moment
Oh, then the band said
Oh, then the musical group said
Nice and breezy, nice and breezy, come on I said
Pleasant and relaxed, pleasant and relaxed, come on, I said it
Once more on the 1, come on
Play it again on the first beat, come on
And the band said
And the musical group exclaimed
That's alright, that's alright
That's acceptable, that's acceptable
You old motherfucker, you a senior citizen, look out
You old person, you are an elderly individual, be careful
You can't fuck with me
You can't compete with me
I'll drive you to the ground
I will defeat you completely
OK Jerome, open the high hat, here we go
Alright Jerome, open the hi-hat cymbals, let's do it
Rumbling, rumbling, yes
Rumbling, rumbling, indeed
Keep that pocket, don't get excited, come on
Maintain the rhythmic foundation, don't get overwhelmed, let's go
Yeah, come on, said splash
Yes, come on, the drummer played a splash cymbal
Good God
Oh my goodness
Everybody say Cloreen Bacon Skin
Everyone say Cloreen Bacon Skin
You can't fuck with that
You can't compete with that
Eruption in your face
Explosion right in front of you
I'm to sexy, I'm to sexy, sexy one in the place, good God
I am too seductive, I am the sexiest one in this location, oh my
I'm sexy, love sexy right down to my feet, good Lord
I am seductive, everything about me is seductive, even down to my feet, oh my
And I'm sexy, good god, with the bacon meat
And I am seductive, oh my, with the charisma and allure
Pork meat, close the high hat up, come on say
Pork meat, close the hi-hat cymbals, come on and say it
I can smell that shit
I can detect that foul odor
That's nasty, to nasty
That's revolting, extremely revolting
Y'all let me go, look out
You all set me free, be careful
Good God, nasty bass
Oh my goodness, filthy bass
Good mutha, eruption in your face
Good gracious, explosion right in front of you
Good God, look out said
Oh my goodness, be careful, said it
Cloreen, I got somethin' for ya
Cloreen, I have something for you
What's the matter, don't you like me?
What's wrong? Don't you like me?
Am I to old?
Am I too old?
Splash, oh shit!
Drum cymbal sound, oh my goodness!
I can't stand it, I can't stand it
I cannot tolerate it, I cannot tolerate it
Now when I look in the mirror
Now when I view myself in the mirror
And I see this ugly face, good God
And I see this unattractive face, oh my goodness
I just want to run, I want to run over to your place, yes
I simply want to flee, I want to come running to your location, yes
I want to see, good god, someone that's uglier than um, um.
I want to witness, oh my goodness, someone who is more unattractive than um, um.
I said, I said uglier than me
I said, I said more unattractive than myself
Uglier than me
More unattractive than myself
Nice and breezy, look out now
Pleasant and relaxed, be cautious now
I said fellas, what's the word?
I said guys, what's happening?
Look out
Be careful
Bacon Skin, come on, splash
Bacon Skin, let's go, play a drum cymbal sound
What you goin' do with that?
What are you going to do with that?
Everybody, everybody come on, dance
Everyone, everyone come on, dance
Everybody come on, dance
Everyone, come on, dance
We ain't gonna put no more instruments on this
We won't add any more musical instruments to this
Just me and Bacon Skin
Just me and Bacon Skin
Alright, that Cloreen's brother for my drummer, look out
Alright, that's Cloreen's brother as my drummer, be careful
Oh shit, my hat done fell off
Oh my goodness, my hat has fallen off
Oh, somebody gonna see my bald spot
Oh, someone will notice my exposed area without hair
Good God, I don't care
Oh my goodness, I don't mind
I got Bacon Skin
I have Bacon Skin
Bacon Skin on my plate, good God
Bacon Skin served on my plate, oh my goodness
I want to love ya
I want to adore you
Cloreen, why you want to make me wait?
Cloreen, why do you want to delay me?
I want to get sexy, I said
I want to become seductive, I said
Oh Lord, I said
Oh my, I said
I want to get sexy
I want to become seductive
Cloreen, come on, get down
Cloreen, come on, dance
Come on, splash
Come on, play a drum cymbal sound
Come on, good God
Come on, oh my goodness
Cloreen's brother Alfred
Alfred, Cloreen's sibling
Alfred, Alfred, I need you to talk to me son, come on
Alfred, Alfred, I need you to communicate with me, son, let's go
Alfred, good.
Alfred, good
Come on, Alfred, talk to me now
Let's go, Alfred, speak to me now
Alfred, come on, talk to me now
Alfred, come on, speak to me now
Come on, Bacon Skin
Let's go, Bacon Skin
Alfred, do you hear me talkin' to ya?
Alfred, do you hear me speaking to you?
Alfred, don't, don't ignore me
Alfred, don't, don't disregard me
Say nigga, say
Say it, my friend, say it
Talk to me, come on, come on, talk
Communicate with me, come on, come on, talk
What cha need, what cha need?
What do you need, what do you need?
You want to, you want to open your hat?
You want to, you want to open your hat?
You want to open your hat?
You want to open your hat?
Well open it up, come on, get down
Well open it up, come on, dance
Yes!
Yes!
Come on
Let's go
The volcano erupt in your face, good God
The volcano explodes right in front of you, oh my goodness
Oh Lord, old nasty
Oh my goodness, old and repulsive
Alfred, talk to me Alfred, come on
Alfred, communicate with me Alfred, let's go
Oh Lord, I can't stand it
Oh my goodness, I can't tolerate it
Talk to me Alfred, come on
Communicate with me Alfred, let's go
There you go, come on, Lord
You're doing it, come on, Lord
Alfred
Alfred
Everybody else come on and dance, good God
Everyone else, come on and dance, oh my goodness
Come on, everybody dance
Come on, everyone, dance
Alfred, come on and dance
Alfred, come on and dance
Dance
Dance
I can't stand it, I can't stand it, oh dance
I cannot tolerate it, I cannot tolerate it, oh dance
Oh Lord
Oh my goodness
Alfred, jump up on the bell, come on, let's go, good God
Alfred, jump up on the bell of the cymbal, come on, let's go, oh my goodness
Good God, oh shit
Oh my goodness, oh my goodness
Old motherfucker say, I want to say
The old person says, I want to say
We gonna take it home, yes we is
We're going to conclude it, yes we are
Rumbling, look out
Rumbling, be careful
You can't fuck with that shit, yes
You can't compete with that, yes
Turn it up one time, come on, I said dance
Increase the volume by one level, come on, I said dance
Shit, oh Lord
Excrement, oh my goodness
Look out, I'm outta phase, I can't stand it
Be careful, I'm out of sync, I cannot tolerate it
I said uh
I uttered uh
I want to see some of the Bacon Skin
I want to observe some of the Bacon Skin
Cloreen, Cloreen
Cloreen, Cloreen
You can't fuck with that, talk to me Alfred, come on
You can't compete with that, communicate with me Alfred, let's go
And the drummer say
And the drummer utters
Oh shit, Alfred
Oh my goodness, Alfred
Well, where the hand claps at?
Well, where are the hand claps?
Good God, Alfred
Oh my goodness, Alfred
We done burn the house down
We have completely destroyed the house
Burn it down, burn it down, come on, come on
Burn it down, burn it down, come on, come on
Say Alfred!
Say Alfred!
We done burn the house down, we got to go
We have completely destroyed the house, we need to leave
We done burn it down, we got to go
We have completely destroyed it, we need to leave
What cha can you say after that?
What can you say after that?
Sexy, come on, come on
Seductive, come on, come on
Everybody get sexy
Everyone, become seductive
Cloreen, I want to talk to ya
Cloreen, I want to speak with you
Cloreen, oh Lord
Cloreen, oh my goodness
Cloreen, you're the ugliest woman that I've ever seen
Cloreen, you are the most unattractive woman I have ever seen
I'm not jiving
I'm not lying
Baby, there's one thing the Lord loves and that's the truth
Darling, there is one thing that God appreciates, and that is honesty
And baby, you one ugly motherfucker
And darling, you are an unappealing individual
I'm not lyin' to ya
I'm not deceiving you
You know the Lord loves the truth, don't ya?
You know that God appreciates honesty, don't you?
Well, why the hell can't you take a bath?
Well, why on earth don't you bathe?
Nice and breezy
Pleasant and relaxed
We don't need no instruments
We don't require any musical instruments
To funky in here
To make it funky in here
Get sexy
Become seductive
Everybody get sexy
Everyone, become seductive
Yes, old nasty
Yes, revolting and repugnant
This funk ain't goin' no place
This funk isn't going anywhere
'Cause it's old, it's old and sexy
Because it's old, it's old and seductive
Pound on the floor tom one time, come on
Strike the floor tom drum once, come on
Yes
Yes
We goin'
We are going
Want to go to the jungle one time
Want to travel to the jungle once
We gonna go to the jungle, good God
We are going to the jungle, oh my goodness
Go to the jungle one time, good God, said
Go to the jungle once, oh my goodness, said
And the band say one time
And the musical group declares once
Good God, band said
Oh my goodness, the musical group declared
Blisters, I got some blisters, good God
Blisters, I have some blisters, oh my goodness
All my brothers and sisters, good God
All of my fellow individuals, oh my goodness
Bacon Skin, good God
Bacon Skin, oh my goodness
Everybody come on
Everyone, come on
Everybody
Everyone
Bacon Skin
Bacon Skin
Alfred, we got to get the hell outta here
Alfred, we need to leave this place quickly
Oh Lord
Oh my goodness
Let's go over, yo, let's, let's.
Let's cross over, let's, let's.
Is this where you live Alfred?
Is this your residence, Alfred?
Is this where you live?
Is this your place of residence?
Oh shit, this a nasty place, this is nasty
Oh my goodness, this is a repulsive place, this is repulsive
Everybody
Everyone
This is nasty Alfred
This is repulsive, Alfred
Mmm, I like it, I like it
Mmm, I enjoy it, I enjoy it
We, we can't stay here, we got to go
We, we cannot remain here, we need to leave
We got to go Alfred
We need to leave, Alfred
Oh shit, too funky
Oh my goodness, too groovy
We got to go Alfred
We need to leave, Alfred
You got any old James Brown records?
Do you have any old James Brown records?
Huh?
Right?
Good God, everybody, Lord
Oh my goodness, everyone, oh my
Come on Alfred, pack your shit
Come on Alfred, gather your belongings
We got to get the hell outta here
We need to leave this place quickly
Open the hat one time, put on your hat, come on
Open the hi-hat cymbals once, put on your hat, come on
Yes!
Yes!
Oh shit
Oh my goodness
Put on your hat, good God
Put on your hat, oh my goodness
Oh Lord, jump up on the bell Alfred, come on, get your coat
Oh my goodness, jump up on the bell of the cymbal, Alfred, come on, get your coat
Yes!
Yes!
That's a nice coat Alfred
That's a good-looking coat, Alfred
How much you pay for that?
How much did you pay for that?
That much, huh?
That amount, huh?
Yeah, I like it
Yeah, I enjoy it
You're glad I like it, huh?
You're happy that I like it, huh?
Yes
Yes
Oh shit
Oh my goodness
I said oh Lord
I said oh my goodness
Put on your boots Alfred, let's go
Put on your boots, Alfred, we need to leave
Ah!
Ah!
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Written by: PRINCE ROGERS NELSON
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