Jim Croce-Bad, Bad Leroy Brown lyrics

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`s more than trouble.
You see he stand about six foot four.
All the downtown ladies call him `tree top lover`,
All the men just call him `Sir`.

And he`s bad bad Leroy Brown.
Baddest man in the whole damn 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 a El Dorado too.
He got a thirty-two gun
In his picket for fun.
He got a razor in his shoe.

And he`s bad bad Leroy Brown.
Baddest man in the whole damn town.
Badder than old King Kong,
And meaner than a junkyard dog.

Well Friday, bout a week ago,
Leroy`s shootin` dice.
And at the edge of the bar
Sat a girl named Doris,
And a Ooooh that girl looked nice.

Well he cast his eyes upon her,
And the trouble soon began.
Leroy Brown, he learned a lesson bout messin`
With the wife of a jealous man.

And he`s bad bad Leroy Brown.
Baddest man in the whole damn town.
Badder than old King Kong,
And meaner than a junkyard dog.

Well those two men took to fighting,
And when they pulled them from the floor,
Leroy looked like a jogsaw puzzle
With a couple of pieces gone.

And he`s bad bad Leroy Brown.
Baddest man in the whole damn town.
Badder than old King Kong,
And meaner than a junkyard dog.

And he`s bad bad Leroy Brown.
Baddest man in the whole damn town.
Badder than old King Kong,
And meaner than a junkyard dog.

Yeah, he was badder than Old King Kong,
Meaner than a junkyard dog.