Lyrics Bring Back That Leroy Brown - Remastered 2011 - Queen

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 (Ooh yeah)
Took my money out of gratitude
And he get right out of town
Well 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 bring 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 (Yeah)
Bring back, bring back, gotta bring that 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 (Oohoo)
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
Bring that big bad Leroy back
Want him back