Bring Back That Leroy Brown - A Cappella Mix 2011

Lyrics for Bring Back That Leroy Brown - A Cappella Mix 2011

A one two three four One two three four 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 90 dollar smile (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, yeah) Took my money out of gratitude and he git right out of town Well, I gotta giddy 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 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 You gotta get me there, dead or alive (babe) Whoo-whoo, bring back Leroy Whoo-whoo, whoo-whoo, big bad Leroy (Brown) Well, bring back, bring back, bring back that Leroy Brown 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 child away (way) But she met him down at the station (whoo-whoo) Put a shotgun to his head and unless I be mistaken This is what she said (ooh) 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) Too goody boy, too goody boy, too goody- Bring that big bad Leroy back I want him back