Lyrics - Bad, Bad Leroy Brown by Frank Sinatra

Writer(s): croce
Now the south side of chicago
Is (it’s) the baddest part of town
And if you (you’re gonna) go down there, you better (just) beware
Of a man (cat) named leroy brown
Now leroy (brown) he’s trouble
And he stands about six feet four
All the downtown ladies call him: treetop lover
The studs they call him: sir(yeah) he’s bad, bad leroy brown
Meanest (baddest) man (cat) in the whole damn town
Badder that old king kong(and( (he’s) meaner that a junkyard dog
Now leroy he’s a gambler
And he likes (digs) his (those) fancy clothes
He likes to wave his (that) (great big / big fat) (shinny) diamond ring(s)
Under (in front of) everybody’s nose
He’s got a custom continental
He’s got an eldorado too
He’s got a 22 (32) gun in his pocket for fun
He’s got a razor in his (the razor in the) shoe(yeah) he’s bad, bad leroy brown
Meanest (baddest) man (cat) in the whole damn town
Badder that old king kong(and (he’s) meaner that a junkyard dog
Now friday - ’bout a week ago
Leroy shootin’ dice
And at the end (edge) of the bar, sat (was) a lady (chick) named dorris (morris)
Man she sure looked nice
And (well/then) he layed his eyes upon her
That’s when the big scene (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
Meanest (baddest) man (cat) in the whole damn town
Badder that old king kong(and) (he’s) meaner that a junkyard dog

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