Bad, Bad Leroy Brown

Woah!

Well 'ole south side of Chicago

Is the baddest part of town

And if you go down there

You better just beware

Of a man name of Leroy Brown

Now Leroy more than trouble

You see he stand about six foot four

All those downtown ladies call him "Treetop Lover"

All the mens just call him "Sir"

And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole damned town

Badder than a-old King Kong

And meaner than a junkyard dog

Now Leroy he a gambler

And he like his fancy clothes

And he like to wear his diamond rings

In front of everybody's nose

He got a custom Continental

He got a Eldorado too

He got a .32 gun in his pocket for fun

He got a razor in his shoe

And he's bad (bad) bad (bad) Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole damned town

Badder than a-old King Kong

And meaner than a junkyard dog

Well Friday 'bout a week ago

Leroy shootin' dice

And at the edge of the bar

Sat a girl named Doris

And oo that girl looked nice

Well he cast his eyes upon her

And the trouble soon began

And Leroy Brown had learned a lesson 'bout a-messin'

With the wife of a jealous man

And he's bad (bad) bad (bad) Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole damned town

Badder than a-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 it's bad, bad Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole damned town

Badder than a-old King Kong

And meaner than a junkyard dog

And he's bad (bad) bad (bad) Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole damned town

Badder than a-old King Kong

And meaner than a junkyard dog

Yeah he was badder than a-old King Kong

And meaner than a junkyard dog.