Текст песни Jim Croce - Bad Bad Leroy Brown

Well the South side of ChicagoIs the baddest part of townAnd if you go down thereYou better just bewareOf a man named Leroy BrownNow Leroy more than troubleYou see he stand 'bout six foot fourAll the 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 KongMeaner than a junkyard dogNow Leroy he a gamblerAnd he like his fancy clothesAnd he like to wave his diamond ringsIn front of everybody's noseHe got a custom ContinentalHe got an Eldorado tooHe got a 32 gun in his pocket for funHe got a razor in his shoeAnd he's bad, bad Leroy BrownThe baddest man in the whole damn townBadder than old King KongMeaner than a junkyard dog

Well Friday bout a week agoLeroy shootin' diceAnd at the edge of the barSat a girl named DorisAnd ooh that girl looked niceWell he cast his eyes upon herAnd the trouble soon beganLeroy Brown he learned a lesson'Bout messin' with the wife of a jealous manAnd he's bad, bad Leroy BrownThe baddest man in the whole damned townBadder than old King KongMeaner than a junkyard dogWell the two men took to fightin'And when they pulled them from the floorLeroy looked like a jigsaw puzzleWith a couple of pieces gone[2x:]And he's bad, bad Leroy BrownThe baddest man in the whole damn townBadder than old King KongMeaner than a junkyard dogBadder than old King KongMeaner than a junkyard dog
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