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Bet your bottom dollar bill you're a playboy

By: Queen
Album: Sheer Heart Attack
Country: *****
Kind of music: *****
Ranking: 81997 ↓-12443

Queen » Bet your bottom dollar bill you're a playboy

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

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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

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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'

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Queen » In the album

Dear Friends
Misfire
In The Lap Of The Gods... Revisited
Lily Of The Valley
She Makes Me(Stormtrooper In Stilettos)
Bring Back That Leroy Brown
KIller Queen
Tenement Funster
Now I'm Here
Big bad caused a mighty fine sensation
She Makes Me (stormtrooper In Stilettoes)
She Makes Me
Bet your bottom dollar bill you're a playboy
Brighton Rock
Flick Of The Wrist
In The Lap Of The Gods
Stone Cold Crazy

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