Elliot Dyson - Bad, Bad Leroy Brown lyrics

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Well the South side of Chicago

Is the baddest part of town

If you go down there you better beware

Of a man named Leroy Brown

Now Leroy he's more than trouble

And he stand 'bout six foot four

All the downtown ladies call him Treetop Lover

All the men just call him Sir

Sing with me y'all, he's bad, bad Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole town

Badder than old King Kong

And meaner than a junkyard dog

Now Leroy he's a gambler

And he like his fancy clothes

And he like to wear those diamond [Incomprehesnible]

In front of everybody's nose

He got a custom Continental

And an Eldorado too

He's got a 32 gun in his pocket for fun

And a razor in his shoe

Come on now, he's bad, bad Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole damned town

Badder than old King Kong

Meaner than a junkyard dog

Come on in and find the keys [Incomprehensible]

Now Friday about a week ago

Leroy was shootin' his dice

At the end of the bar sat a girl named Betty

Ooh, she sure looked nice

Well, his eyes been gazed upon her

And the trouble soon began

I said, "Leroy Brown, God, listen 'bout messin'

With the wife of a jealous man"

Come on in, he's bad, bad Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole damned town

Badder than old King Kong

And meaner than a junkyard dog

There were two men who took to fighting

And when they pulled them from the floor

I said, Leroy Brown looked like a jigsaw puzzle

With a couple of pieces gone

He's bad, bad Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole damned town

Badder than old King Kong

And meaner than a junkyard dog

He was a bad, bad Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole damned town

Badder than old King Kong

And meaner than a junkyard dog

He was now, badder than old King Kong

And meaner than a junkyard dog

He was now, badder than old King Kong

And meaner than a junkyard dog