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Daddy cool with a ninety dollar smile Took my money out of gratitude And he git right outa town - well I gotta getty up, steady up, shoot him down Gotta hit that latitude - babe [chorus repeat] Big bad leroy brown he got no common Sense - no, no He got no brains but he sure gotta lot of style Cant stand no more in this here jail |
I gotta rid myself of this sentence Gotta get out the heat, step into the shade Gotta get me there dead or alive - babe Wooh, wooh, big bad leroy, wooh, wooh, Wooh, wooh, big bad leroy - brown - well [chorus repeat] Big mama lulu belle she had a nervous breakdown (she had a nervous breakdown) |
Leroys taken her honey chile away But she met him down at the station Put a shot gun to his head And unless I be mistaken This is what she said big bad, big boy, big bad leroy brown Im gonna get that cutie pie [chorus repeat] |
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