I'M BAD， I'M NATIONWIDE

Well I was rollin' down the road In some cold blue steel I had a blues man on the back And a beautician at the wheel We're goin' downtown In the middle of the night Just a-laughin' and a-jokin' And we're feelin' all right Oh I'm bad, I'm nationwide Yes I'm bad, I'm nationwide Easin' down the highway In a new Cadillac I had a fine fox in front I had three more in the back They're sportin' short dresses Wearin' spike heeled shoes They're smokin' Lucky Strikes And wearin' nylons, too 'Cause we bad, we're nationwide Yeah we bad, we nationwide Well I was movin' down the road In my V8 Ford I had a shine on my boots I had my sideburns, Lord With my New York brim And my gold tooth displayed Nobody give me trouble 'Cause they know I've got it made I'm bad, I'm nationwide Girl, I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, I'm nationwide, yeah yeah