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