Bad, Bad Leroy Brown

Whoo

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

You see, he stands, about, six foot four

All the downtown ladies call him "Treetop Lover"

All the men just call him "Sir" (Right on)

And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole damn town

Badder than old King Kong

Meaner than a junkyard dog

Now, Leroy, he's a gambler

And he likes his fancy clothes

And he liked to wave his diamond rings in front of everybody's nose

He got a custom Continental

He got an Eldorado too

He got a 32 gun in his pocket for fun

He got a razor in his shoe

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

Well, Friday, about, a week ago

Leroy's shooting dice

And at the edge of the bar

Sat a girl named Doris

And, ooh, that girl looked nice

Well, he casts his eyes upon her

And the trouble soon began

Leroy Brown, he learned a lesson about messing

With the wife of a jealous man

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

Well, the two men took to fighting

And when they pulled them from the floor

Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle with a couple of pieces gone

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

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

Yeah, he was badder than old King Kong

And meaner than a junkyard dog