Bad, Bad Leroy Brown

Well the south side of Chicago
Is the baddest part of town
And if you go down there
You better best beware of a man named Leroy Brown

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Now Leroy he's more than trouble
You see he stand about six foot four
All the downtown ladies call him tree top lover
All the men just call him sir

 C:	And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown
Baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than old King Kong
Meaner than a junk yard dog

Now Leroy he's a gambler
And he like his fancy clothes
And he likes to wave his diamond ring
In front of everyone's nose

He's got a custom Continental
He got an Eldorado too
He got a thirty-two gun in his pocket for fun
He got a razor in his shoe

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Well Friday about a week ago
Leroy shootin' dice
And at the edge of the bar sat a girl named Doris
And oow that girl looked nice

Well he cast his eyes upon her
And the trouble soon began
Leroy Brown he learned a lesson 'bout
Messin' with a wife of a jealous man

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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

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© 1974 Saja Music Group/Atco Records:: on his "Photographs and Memories"