I'm Bad, I'm Nationwide

Well I was rollin' down the road in some cold blue steel

I had a blues man in back, and a beautician at the wheel

We going downtown in the middle of the night

We laughing and I'm jokin' and we feelin' alright

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 sportin' short dresses, wearin' spike-heel shoes

They smokin' Lucky Strikes, and wearing nylons too

'Cause we bad, we nationwide

Yeah we bad, we nationwide

Well I was movin' down the road in my V-8 Ford

I had a shine on my boots, I had my sideburns lowered

With my New York brim and my gold tooth displayed

Nobody give me trouble 'cause they know I got it made

I'm bad, I'm nationwide

Well I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, I'm nationwide, yes man!