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 a Leroy Brown

Now Leroy was in trouble

He stood about six feet four

All the downtown ladies call him 'Treetop lover'

All the studs they call him 'Sir'

And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole damn town

Badder than old King Kong

And meaner than 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 El Dorado 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 than old King Kong

And he's meaner than a junkyard dog

Well, Friday 'bout a week ago

Leroy shootin' dice

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

And 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 than old King Kong

And meaner than a junkyard dog

He's bad, he's bad Leroy Brown

The baddest man in the whole damn town

Badder than old King Kong

Meaner than a junkyard dog

Badder than old King Kong

Badder than a junkyard dog