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Leroy Brown

Jim Croche

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"

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

Now Leroy, he's a gambler
And he like his fancy clothes
And he like to wave his diamond rings
In front of everybody's nose
He got a custom Continental
He got an El Dorado too
He got a thirty-two gun in his pocket full of fun
He got a razor in his shoe

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

Now 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
Then Leroy Brown, he learned a lesson
'Bout a' messin' with the wife of a jealous man

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

Well, the two men took to fighting
And when they pulled them off 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 damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog

Yeah, he's badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog

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