Bring back, bring back 
Bring back that Leroy Brown - yeah 
Bring back, bring back 
Gotta bring that Leroy Brown - back 
  
Bet your bottom dollar bill you're a playboy 
Yeah, yeah 
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 

Big bad Leroy Brown he got [bad word] 
sense - no, no 
He got no brains but he sure gotta lot of 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 - well 

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 
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 
I'm gonna get that cutie pie" 

Big bad caused a mighty fine sensation 
Yeah, yeah 
Gone and got himself elected presedent 
(We want Leroy for Presedent) 
Next time, you gotta hit a biddy 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