No More Kings
Bad, Bad Leroy Brown
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, he trouble
You see he stand 'bout six foot four
All those downtown ladies call him "Treetop Lover"
All the men they just call him "Sir"

And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown
Baddest man in the whole damn town
He was badder than old King Kong
Meaner than a junkyard dog

Now Leroy he a gambler
And he his fancy clothes
And he like to wave his diamond rings
Up under everybody's nose

He got a custom Continental
He got an Eldorado too
He got a 32 gun up in his pocket full a fun
He got a razor in his shoe
And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown
Baddest man in the whole damn town
He was badder than old King Kong
So much meaner than a junkyard dog

Friday 'bout a week ago
Leroy shootin' dice
At the edge of the bar
There was a girl named 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 a-messin' with the wife of a jealous man

And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown
Baddest man in the whole damn town
He was badder than a-old King Kong
Meaner than a junkyard dog

Well the two men took to fighting
And when they pulled them from the floor
Leroy looked just like a jigsaw puzzle
With a couple of pieces gone
He was bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest cat in the whole damn town
He was badder than old King Kong
Meaner than a junkyard dog

He was bad, bad Leroy Brown
Baddest man in the whole damn town
He was badder than old King Kong
So much meaner than a junkyard dog

He was badder than old King Kong
Meaner than a junkyard dog