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Queen - Bring Back That Leroy Brown Lyrics

Bring back, bring back
Bring back that Leroy Brown
Bring back, bring back
Gotta ring that Leroy Brown (Yeah!)

Bet your bottom dollar bill you're a playboy
(Yeah Yeah!)
Daddy cool with a ninety dollar smile
(Wooh, wooh, wooh, wooh, 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 (baby!)

Bring back, bring back
Bring back that Leroy Brown
Bring back, bring back
Gotta ring that Leroy Brown

Big bad Leroy Brown he got no common sense
(No, no)
He got no brains
But he sure gotta lotta style
Can't 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 (baby!)

Wooh wooh big bad Leroy
Wooh wooh wooh wooh
Big bad Leroy Brown

Bring back, bring back
Bring back that Leroy Brown
Bring back, bring back
Gotta ring that Leroy Brown

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
(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
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
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