Third Degree

Lyrics

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 ain't 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 ain't got a dime
 Got me accused of children, and ain't nary one of them was mine
 Bad luck, bad luck is killing me
 Well I just can't stand no more of this third degree
 

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Song Details

Duration
05:08
Key
9
Tempo
125 BPM

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