Frank Sinatra - Bad, Bad Leroy Brown lyrics

Now the south side of Chicago Is (it's) the baddest part of town And if you (you're gonna) go down there, you better (just) beware Of a man (cat) named Leroy Brown Now Leroy (Brown) he's trouble And he stands about six-feet-four All the downtown ladies call him treetop lover The studs they call him sir [Chorus] (Yeah) he's bad, bad Leroy Brown Meanest (baddest) man (cat) in the whole damn town Badder than old King Kong (And he's) meaner than a junkyard dog Now Leroy he's a gambler And he likes (digs) his (those) fancy clothes He likes to wave his (that great, big, big fat, shiny diamond ring) Under (in front of) everybody's nose He's got a custom Continental He's got an Eldorado too He's got a 22 (32) gun in his pocket for fun He's got a razor in his (the razor in the) shoe [Chorus] Now Friday, 'bout a week ago Leroy shootin' dice And at the end (edge) of the bar sat (was) a lady (chick) named Dorris (Morris) Man she sure looked nice And (well then) he laid his eyes upon her That's when the big scene (trouble soon) began And Leroy Brown he learned a lesson 'bout messin' With the wife of a jealous man [Chorus]