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

And he stands about six feet four

All the downtown ladies call him: "treetop lover"

All the studs they call him: "sir"

And he's the bad, bad leroy brown

The baddest man in the whole damn town

Badder that old king kong

And meaner that a junkyard dog

Now leroy he's a gambler

And he likes his fancy clothes

He likes to wave his diamond rings

In front of everybody's nose

He's got a custom continental

He's got an eldorado too

He's got a 32 gun in his pocket for fun

He's got a razor in his shoe

Yeah, he's bad, bad Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole damn town

Badder that old king kong

And he's meaner that a junkyard dog

Well friday 'bout a week ago

Leroy shootin' dice

And at the edge of the bar, sat a lady named dorris

Hmm, she sure looked nice

Well he layed his eyes upon her

And the trouble soon began

And leroy brown he learned a lesson 'bout messin'

With the wife of a jealous man

Yeah, he's bad, bad Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole damn town

Badder that old king kong

And meaner that a junkyard dog

He's bad, oh, he's bad leroy brown

The baddest man in the whole damn town

Badder than old king kong

Meaner than a junkyard dog

And he's badder than old king kong

Badder than a junkyard dog

Ruff, ruff