Bad, Bad Leroy Brown Lyrics

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 stand about six foot four
All the downtown ladies called him "Treetop Lover"
All the men just called him "Sir"

And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
Meaner than a junkyard dog

Now, Leroy, he a gambler
And he likes his fancy clothes
And he likes 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 it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
Meaner than a junkyard dog

Now, Friday, 'bout a week ago
Leroy shootin' dice
At the edge of the bar
Sat a girl named Doris
And ooh that girl look nice
Well, he cast his eyes upon her
And the trouble soon began
'Cause Leroy Brown learned a lesson about messin'
Withe the wife of a Jealous man.

And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
Meaner than a junkyard dog

Well, the two men took to fightin'
And when they pulled them off the floor
Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle
With a couple of pieces gone

And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
Meaner than a junkyard dog