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 a Leroy Brown Now Leroy was in trouble He stood about six feet four All the downtown ladies call him 'Treetop lover' All the studs they call him "Sir" And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown The baddest man in the whole damn town Badder than old King Kong And meaner than 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 got a custom Continental He got an El Dorado too He got a .32 gun in his pocket for fun He got a razor in his shoe Yeah, he's bad, bad Leroy Brown The baddest man in the whole damn town Badder than old King Kong And he's meaner than a junkyard dog Well, Friday 'bout a week ago Leroy's shootin' dice And at the edge of the bar Sat a lady named Dorris And 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 a messin' With the wife of a jealous man Yeah, he's bad, bad Leroy Brown The baddest man in the whole damn town Badder than old King Kong And meaner than a junkyard dog He's bad, ooh, he's bad Leroy Brown The baddest man in the whole damn town A badder than old King Kong Meaner than a junkyard dog Hey he's a badder than old King Kong Badder than a junkyard dog