Third Degree (Live)

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