Bad, Bad Leroy Brown - текст песни
Bad, Bad Leroy Brown
Woah!
Well 'ole south side of Chicago
Is the baddest part of town
And if you go down there
You better just beware
Of a man name of Leroy Brown
Now Leroy more than trouble
You see he stand about six foot four
All those downtown ladies call him "Treetop Lover"
All the men just call him "Sir"
And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than a-old King Kong
Meaner than a junkyard dog
Now Leroy he a gambler
And he like his fancy clothes
And he like to wave his diamond rings
up under everybody's nose
He got a custom Continental
He got a Eldorado too
He got a .32 gun in his pocket for fun
He got a razor in his shoe
And he's bad (bad) bad (bad) Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than a-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 name o' Doris
And oo dat girl looked nice
Well he cast his eyes upon her
And the trouble soon began
Leroy Brown had learned a lesson 'bout a-messin'
With the wife of a jealous man
And he's bad (bad) bad (bad) Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than a-old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Well the two men took to fightin'
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 damn town
Badder than a-old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
And he's bad (bad) bad (bad) Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than a-old King Kong
Meaner than a junkyard dog
Yeah he was badder than a-old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog.
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