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Queen - Bet Your Bottom Dollar Bill You're A Playboy Lyrics

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  • 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
  • [chorus repeat]
  • Big bad leroy brown he got no common
  • Sense - no, no
  • He got no brains but he sure gotta lot of style
  • Cant 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
  • [chorus repeat]
  • Big mama lulu belle she had a nervous breakdown
  • (she had a nervous breakdown)
  • Leroys 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
  • Im gonna get that cutie pie
  • [chorus repeat]

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