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Well, The South Side Of Chicagois The Baddest Part Of Townand If You Go Down Thereyou Better Just Bewareof A Man Name Of Leroy Brownnow Leroy More Than Troubleyou See He Stand About Six Foot Fourall Those Downtown Ladies Call Him 'treetop Lover'all The Men Just Call Him 'sir'and He's Bad, Bad Leroy Brownthe Baddest Man In The Whole Damn Townbadder Than Old King Kongand Meaner Than A Junkyard Dognow Leroy He A Gamblerand He Like His Fancy Clothesand He Like To Wave His Diamond Ringsunder Everybody's Nosehe Got A Custom Continentalhe Got An Eldorado Toohe Got A .32 Gun In His Pocket Full A Funhe Got A Razor In His Shoeand He's Bad, Bad Leroy Brownthe Baddest Man In The Whole Damn Townbadder Than Old King Kongand Meaner Than A Junkyard Dogwell Friday 'bout A Week Agoleroy Shootin' Diceand At The Edge Of The Barsat A Girl Named Dorisand Oh That Girl Looked Nicewell He Cast His Eyes Upon Herand The Trouble Soon Beganand Leroy Brown Had Learned A Lesson 'bout A-Messin' With The Wife Of A Jealous Manand He's Bad, Bad Leroy Brownthe Baddest Man In The Whole Damn Townbadder Than A-Old King Kongand Meaner Than A Junkyard Dogwell The Two Men Took To Fightingand When They Pulled Them From The Floorleroy Looked Like A Jigsaw Puzzlewith A Couple Of Pieces Goneand It's Bad, Bad Leroy Brownthe Baddest Man In The Whole Damn Townbadder Than Old King Kongand Meaner Than A Junkyard Dogand He's Bad, Bad Leroy Brownthe Baddest Man In The Whole Damn Townbadder Than Old King Kongand Meaner Than A Junkyard Dogyeah, He Was Badder Than Old King Kongand Meaner Than A Junkyard Dog