Well, the southwest side of Houston Is the baddest part of town And if you go down there You better just beware Of a dog name of Buddy Bones
Now Buddy more than trouble You see he stands on all fours All those downtown ladies call him ‘’Cutie Pie” All the cats just call him "Sir"
And he's bad, bad Buddy Bones The baddest dog in the whole backyard Badder than old King Kong And meaner than a junkyard dog
Now Cal.E.was a gambler And she like his fancy clothes And she like to wave his diamond rings Under everybody's nose
She got a custom catnip made for her She got all the toys she could want But Buddy got 32 teeth in his mouth He got a razor in his snout
And he's bad, bad Buddy Bones The baddest dog in the whole backyard Badder than old King Kong And meaner than a junkyard dog
Well Friday 'bout a week ago Cal.E. shootin' dice And at the edge of the bar Sat a girl named Lucia And oh that girl looked nice
Well, Buddy cast his eyes upon her And the trouble soon began And Buddy Bones had learned a lesson 'Bout a-messin' with the girl of a jealous cat
And he's bad, bad Buddy Bones The baddest dog in the whole backyard Badder than a-old King Kong And meaner than a junkyard dog
Well the two pets took to fighting And when they pulled them from the floor Buddy looked like a jigsaw puzzle With a couple of pieces gone
And it's bad, bad Buddy Bones The baddest dog in the whole backyard Badder than old King Kong And meaner than a junkyard dog
And he's bad, bad Buddy Bones The baddest dog in the whole backyard Badder than old King Kong And meaner than a junkyard dog
Yeah, he was badder than old King Kong And meaner than a junkyard dog
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: James Croce
Bad, Bad Leroy Brown lyrics © H&r Lastrada Music, R2m Publishing
Buddy Bones: Good evening, and welcome to this edition of Bad Buddy Bones’ Blog. Since d.c. will not be joining us because of work commitments, and Cal.E. is “previously indisposed,” (That will teach HER to send me food that is poisonous to me for my thirteenth birthday!) I will be your host this evening. I took the liberty of implementing some changes in this daily blog, beginning with the theme song, as well as the name of the blog. The theme song will now and forever be a description of the most important pet on the face of the Earth; ME!! And the name change to "Bad Buddy Bones' Blog" will go into effect immediately!
Since Mom and Dad are both at work and Cal.E. is nowhere to be found, I seem to have the run of the house! Come with me as we discover the bedroom, the old sofa where I usually sleep all day (UMM! That tastes good!) Dad’s chair, Mom’s chair, the dining room table which still has crumbs on it from this morning’s breakfast (oops! That tablecloth needed washing, anyway…)
Mom: Cal.E. Buddy Bones, I’m home from grocery shopping. You two stay where you are until I get my car unloaded.
C.: MEOWW!
Mom: Who locked Cal.E. in the garage? Buddy, do YOU know anything about this?!
Buddy Bones: I was aware that you were going to the grocery store after work and would be walking in and out of the front door frequently, so I took the liberty of securing your second-most beloved pet in the garage. I did this so that she would not get into the road and get run over by a car. A simple “Thank you” and a doggie treat will suffice as payment for my quick thinking and….
Mom: you need to let her out!
Buddy Bones: What is the password?
Mom: OPEN THIS CAT DOOR NOW!!!! Now go lie down in the living room with your brother! Maybe HE can keep you from getting into more trouble!
Buddy Bones: I MUST change that password! (heavy sigh)
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