Bad, Bad Leroy Brown

Bad, Bad Leroy Brown

Well the south side of Chicago
Is the baddest part of town
And if you go down there, you better just beware
Of a man named Leroy Brown

Now Leroy more than trouble
And he stands about six feet four
All the downtown ladies call him: "treetop lover"
All the studs they call him: "sir"

And he's the bad, bad leroy brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder that old king kong
And meaner that a junkyard dog

Now leroy he's a gambler
And he likes his fancy clothes
He likes to wave his diamond rings
In front of everybody's nose

He's got a custom continental
He's got an eldorado too
He's got a 32 gun in his pocket for fun
He's got a razor in his shoe

Yeah, he's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder that old king kong
And he's meaner that a junkyard dog

Well friday 'bout a week ago
Leroy shootin' dice
And at the edge of the bar, sat a lady named dorris
Hmm, she sure looked nice

Well he layed his eyes upon her
And the trouble soon began
And leroy brown he learned a lesson 'bout messin'
With the wife of a jealous man

Yeah, he's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder that old king kong
And meaner that a junkyard dog

He's bad, oh, he's bad leroy brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than old king kong
Meaner than a junkyard dog

And he's badder than old king kong
Badder than a junkyard dog
Ruff, ruff