Bring Back That Leroy Brown Songtext
von Queen

Bring back, bring back
Bring back that Leroy Brown
Yeah!
Bring back, bring back
Gotta ring that Leroy Brown
Back!

Bet your bottom dollar bill you′re a playboy
Yeah, yeah!
Daddy cool with a ninety dollar smile (ooooh, yeah)
Took my money out of gratitude
And he git right out of town
I gotta getty 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 ring that Leroy Brown
Back!

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
Babe!

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 bring back Leroy Brown
Back!


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 (ooh, ooh)
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!
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

(Do-be-de-pie) do-be-de-pie
Bring that big bad Leroy back
Want him back