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 Yeah, one of 'em. 
 Yeah, one of them nice breezy motherfuckers 
 
 Nigger. what U lookin' 4 nigger? 
 Oh hold it, stop 
 Motherfucker didn't even 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 fat, hit me 
 
 2 nasty 
 I said now big dumb U 
 U. Bacon Skin 
 Just fat, but U know where it's at 
 I wish U was thin 
 Cloreen Bacon Skin 
 
 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 
 Sexy 
 Don't touch noth. don't U touch snare or cymbal 
 U just tap, good God 
 
 I wanna sing 2 this girl 
 I said baby, wait a minute 
 When we're all alone 
 We 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 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 
 U old motherfucker, U a senior citizen, look out 
 U can't fuck with me 
 I'll drive U 2 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 
 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 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, 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 U like me? 
 Am I 2 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 2 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? {x2} 
 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, that Cloreen's brother 4 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 2 love ya 
 Cloreen, why U 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 son, 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 ya, come on, talk 2 me now 
 Alfred, come on, talk 2 me now 
 Come on, Bacon Skin 
 Alfred, do U hear me talkin' 2 ya? 
 Alfred, don't, don't ignore me 
 Say nigger, 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 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 shit 
 Old 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 phase, I can't stand it 
 I said uh 
 I wanna see some of the Bacon Skin 
 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 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 2 go 
 We done burn it down, we got 2 go 
 What cha can U 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 and that's the truth 
 And baby, U one ugly motherfucker 
 I'm not lyin' 2 ya 
 U know the Lord loves the truth, don't ya? 
 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 sexy 
 Everybody get sexy 
 Yes, old nasty 
 This funk ain't goin' no place 
 Cuz it's old, it's old and sexy 
 Cloreen Bacon Skin 
 
 Pound on the floor tom one time, come on 
 Yes 
 We go'n. wanna 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. 
 Is this where U live Alfred? 
 Is this where U 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 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 
 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 shit 
 I said oh Lord 
 Put on your boots Alfred, let's go 
 Ahhh! 
 
 
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