Cloreen Bacon Skin

[Intro]

Yeah, let 'em...

Yeah, let 'em nice and breezy motherfuckers

What you looking for, nigga?

Oh hold it, stop

Motherfucker didn't even have the headphones on

You, you

[Spoken]

This song is called

This song is called Bacon Skin, hit me

It's dedicated to my first wife

Her name is, uh

Oh Lord, Cloreen

She's just fat, hit me

Too nasty, uh

I said now

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, uh

And look out, say

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, uh

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, and 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, open the hi-hat, here we go

Rumbling, rumbling, yeah

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 too sexy, I'm too 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 hi-hat, come on say

I can smell that shit

That's nasty, too nasty

Y'all let me go, look out

Good God, nasty bass

Eruption in your face

Good God, look out, say

Cloreen, I got something for you

What's the matter, don't you like me?

Am I too 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 want to run, I want to run over to your place, yes

I want to 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?

I said fellas, what's the word?

Look out

Bacon Skin, come on, splash!

What you going to do with that?

Everybody, huh, everybody come on, dance

Everybody come on dance

We ain't going to 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 going to 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 you

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 want to...I got to hear you say, say Alfred

I can't hear you, come on, talk to me now

Alfred, come on, talk to me now

Come on, Bacon Skin

Alfred, do you hear me talking to you?

Alfred, don't, don't ignore me

Say, nigga, say

Talk to me, come on, come on, talk

What you need, what you 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 and 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 going 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

What the drummer said

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 can you say after that?

Sexy, come on, come on

Everybody get sexy

Cloreen, I want to talk to you

Cloreen, oh Lord

Cloreen, you are the ugliest woman that I've ever seen

I'm not jiving

Baby, there's one thing the Lord live and that's the truth

And baby, you one ugly motherfucker

I'm not lying to you

You know the Lord loves the truth, don't you?

Well, why the hell can't you take a bath, Cloreen Bacon Skin?

Nice and breezy

We don't need no instruments

Too funky in here

Get sexy

Everybody get sexy

Yes, old nasty

This funk ain't going 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 going to go to the jungle one time

We going to go to the jungle, good God

Go to the jungle one time, good God, say

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 out of 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

Everybody, no

This is nasty, Alfred

I like it, I like it

We can't stay here, we got to go

We got to go, Alfred

Oh shit, too 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

[Outro]

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 glad I like it, huh?

Yes

Oh shit

I said oh Lord

Put on your boots, Alfred

Let's go