Titel: Bad, bad, Leroy Brown
Auteur: Jim Croce
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Well, the south side of Chicago is the baddest part of town
And if you go down there you better just beware
Of a man name of Leroy Brown
Now Leroy's more than trouble, you see he stands 'bout six foot four
All the downtown ladies call him 'Tree top lover'
All the men just call him 'Sir'

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And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong and meaner than a junkyard dog

Now Leroy, he's a gambler, and he likes his fancy clothes
And he likes to wave his diamond rings in front of everybody's nose
He got a custom Continental, he got an Eldorado too
He got a thirty-two gun in his pocket for fun
He got a razor in his shoe

Well, Friday 'bout a week ago, Leroy shootin' dice
And at the edge of the bar sat a girl name of Doris
And oh, that girl looked nice
Well, he cast 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

Well, the two men took to figthin'
And when they pulled them from the floor
Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle
With a couple of pieces gone