Bring back, bring back, bring back that Leroy Brown, yeah
Bring back, bring back, gotta bring that Leroy Brown, yeah
Bet your bottom dollar bill, youre a playboy, yeah, yeah
Daddy cool with a ninety dollar smile (ooh, yeah)
Took my money out of gratitude
And he git right out of town
Well, I gotta getty up, steady up, shoot him down
(Gotta hit that latitude, babe)
Bring back, bring back, bring back that Leroy Brown, yeah
Bring back, bring back, gotta bring that Leroy Brown, yeah
Big bad Leroy Brown, he got no common sense
No, no, he got no brains, but he sure gotta lot of style
Cant stand no more in this here jail
I gotta rid myself of this sentence
Gotta get out of the heat, step into the shade
Gotta get me there dead or alive, babe
Wooh, wooh, big bad Leroy
Wooh, wooh, wooh, wooh, big bad Leroy Brown
Bring back, bring back, bring back that Leroy Brown, yeah
Bring back, bring back, gotta bring back Leroy Brown, yeah
Big mama Lulu Belle, she had a nervous breakdown
She had a nervous breakdown
Leroys taken her honey chile away
But she met him down at the station
Put a shotgun to his head and, unless I be mistaken
This is what she said
Big bad, big boy, big bad Leroy Brown
Im gonna get that cutie pie
Bring back, bring back, bring back that Leroy Brown, yeah
Big bad caused a mighty fine sensation, yeah, yeah
Gone and got himself elected president
We want Leroy for president
Next time, you gotta hit a bitty baddy weather
This time like a shimmy shammy leather
Hes a big boy, bad boy Leroy
I dont care where you get him from
Bring that big bad Leroy back
Want him back