Bet Your Bottom Dollar Bill You’re A Playboy – Queen
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Daddy Cool with a ninety dollar smile Took my money out of gratitude And he git right outta town – well
I gotta getty up, steady up, shoot him down Gotta hit that latitude – babe
Daddy Cool with a ninety dollar smile Took my money out of gratitude And he git right outta town – well
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 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
Daddy Cool with a ninety dollar smile Took my money out of gratitude And he git right outta town – 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”
Daddy Cool with a ninety dollar smile Took my money out of gratitude And he git right outta town – well