"Bad, Bad Tpaine Brown"
Woah!
Well 'ole south side of Chicago
Is the baddest part of town
And if you go down there
You better just beware
Of a man name of Tpaine BrownNow Tpaine more than trouble
You see he stand about six foot four
All those downtown ladies call him "Treetop Lover"
All the mens just call him "Sir"And he's bad, bad Tpaine Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than a-old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dogNow Tpaine he a gambler
And he like his fancy clothes
And he like to wear his diamond rings
In front of everybody's noseHe got a custom Continental
He got a Eldorado too
He got a .32 gun in his pocket for fun
He got a razor in his shoeAnd he's bad (bad) bad (bad) Tpaine Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than a-old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dogWell Friday 'bout a week ago
Tpaine shootin' dice
And at the edge of the bar
Sat a girl named Doris
And oo that girl looked niceWell he cast his eyes upon her
And the trouble soon began
And Tpaine Brown had learned a lesson 'bout a-messin'
With the wife of a jealous manAnd he's bad (bad) bad (bad) Tpaine Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than a-old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dogWell the two men took to fighting
And when they pulled them from the floor
Tpaine looked like a jigsaw puzzle
With a couple of pieces goneAnd it's bad, bad Tpaine Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than a-old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dogAnd he's bad (bad) bad (bad) Tpaine Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than a-old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dogYeah he was badder than a-old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog.