Bad, Bad Leroy Brown

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 'bout six foot four
All the downtown ladies call him "Treetop Lover"
All the men just call him "Sir" (Right on now)

And it'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 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 Eldorado too
He got a 32 gun in his pocket for 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

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

Well, he cast his eyes upon her
And the trouble soon began
'Cause Leroy Brown, he learned his lesson 'bout 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 from 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

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 was badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog