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Third Degree - Willie Dixon
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Third Degree Willie Dixon

Third Degree - Willie Dixon
Got me accused of peeping, I can't see a thing
Got me accused of petting, I can't even raise my hand
Bad luck, bad luck is killing me
Well, I just can't stand no more of this third degree
Got me accused of murder, I never harmed a man
Got me accused of forgery, I can't even write my name
Bad luck, bad luck is killing me
Well, I just can't stand no more of this third degree
Got me accused of taxes, I don't have a lousy dime
Got me accused of children, and ain't nary one of them are mine
Bad luck, bad luck is killing me
Well, I just can't stand no more of this third degree
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