Roger Taylor - Bring Back That Leroy Brown lyrics

[Chorus][X2] Bring back, bring back, bring back that Leroy Brown, yeah! [Verse 1] Bet your bottom dollar bill you're a playboy, yeah, yeah! Daddy cool, with a ninety dollar smile (oh yeah) Took my money out of gratitude And he get right out of town Well, I got to getty up steady up, shoot him down Got to hit that latitude, babe [Chorus][X2] [Verse 2] Big, bad Leroy Brown - he got no common sense No, no, he got no brains, but he sure got to lot of style Can't stand no more in this, here, jail I got to rid myself of this sentence Got to get out of the heat, step into the shade Got to get me there dead or alive, babe Woo, woo, big, bad Leroy Woo, woo, woo, woo Big, bad Leroy Brown [Chorus][X2] [Verse 3] Big mama Lulu Belle - she had a nervous breakdown She had a nervous breakdown Leroy's taken her honey chile away But she met him down at the station, ooo-hoo 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 going to 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 got to hit a bitty baddy weather This time like a shimmy shimmy 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