Jim Croce - Bad Bad Leroy Brown Edit

All the men just call him "Sir"

And at the edge of the bar

And he like his fancy clothes

And he like to wave his diamond rings

And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown

And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown

And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown

And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown

And Leroy Brown had learned a lesson

And meaner than a junkyard dog

And meaner than a junkyard dog

And meaner than a junkyard dog

And meaner than a junkyard dog

And meaner than a junkyard dog.

And oh that girl looked nice

And the trouble soon began

Badder than old King Kong

Badder than old King Kong

He got a 32 gun in his pocket full a fun

He got a custom Continental

He got a razor in his shoe

Is the baddest part of town

Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle

Now Leroy he a gambler

Of a man name of Leroy Brown

Sat a girl named Doris

Under everybody's nose

Well he cast his eyes upon her

Well, the south side of Chicago

With a couple of pieces gone

You better just beware

You see he stand ‘bout six foot four