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Lyricist: Frank Sinatra
Lyrics:
Where the south side of Chicago it's 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, and he stands about six feet four. All the downtown ladies call him: 'treetop lover', the studs they call him: 'Sir'.
He's bad, bad Leroy Brown, the baddest man in the whole damn town. Badder that old King Kong and meaner that 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.
He's bad, bad Leroy Brown, Baddest man 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 edge of the bar, sat a lady named Dorris. and uh, she sure looked nice Well he laid 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, baddest man in the whole damn town. Badder that old King Kong, and meaner that a junkyard dog.
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