Queen - Bring Back That Leroy Brown

Bring back, bring back
Bring back that Leroy Brown-yeah
Bring back, bring back
Gotta bring that Leroy Brown-back

Bet your bottom dollar bill your a play boy-yeah yeah
Daddy cool with a ninety dollar smile (wooh wooh wooh wooh yeah)
Took my money out of gratitude
And he git right outta town-well
I gotta get 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-back

Big bad Leroy Brown he got no common sense-no no
He got no brains but he sure got a lot of style
Can't stand no more in this here jail
I gotta rid myself of this sentence
Gotta get out of the heat, step in the shade
Gotta get me there dead or alive-babe

Wooh, wooh, big bad Leroy wooh, wooh
Wooh, wooh, big bad Leroy-Brown-well

Bring back, bring back
Bring back that Leroy Brown-yeah
Bring back, bring back
Gotta bring that Leroy Brown-back

Big Mama Lulu Belle she had a nervous breakdown
(she had a nervous breakdown)
Leroy's taken here money chile away
But she met him down at the station (wooh wooh)
Put a shotgun to his head
And unless I be mistaken
This is what she said
"Big bad, big boy, big bad Leroy Brown, I'm gonna get that cutie pie"

Bring back, bring back
Bring back that Leroy Brown-yeah

Bid 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 biddy baddy weather
this time, like a shimmy, shammy leather
He's a big boy bad boy Leroy
I don't care where you get him from
Bring that big bad Leroy back
Want him back