Bad, Bad Leroy Brown
Well on 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
Well now Leroy's more than trouble
And he stand about six foot four
All those down-town ladies call him treetop lover
And the men just call him Sir
And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown
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
And he likes to have his diamond rings
In front of everybody's nose
He's got a custom Continental
He's got an El Dorado, too
He's got a .32 gun in his pocket for fun
And he got a razor in his shoe
Well, Friday 'bout a week ago
Ah Leroy shootin' dice
And at the edge of the bar sat a girl name Doris
And, oh that girl looked so nice
Well he cast his eyes upon her
The trouble soon began
And Leroy Brown learned his lesson
About a-messin' with the wife of a jealous man
Well, the two men took to fightin'
And when they pulled them from the floor
Ah Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle
With a couple of pieces gone
Yeah, he was badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
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