Jack Bruce - Third Degree lyrics

[Jack Bruce - Third Degree lyrics]

Got me accused of peeping
I can't see a thing got me accused of pettin
I can't even raise my hand bad luck
Bad luck is killing me
I can't stand it no more
No more of this third degree

Got me accused of murder
I ain't never harmed a man
Got me accused of forgery
I can't even write my name bad luck
Bad luck is killing me
I can't stand it no more
No more of this third degree
Got me accused of taxes
I don't have a lousy dime
Got me accused of children
And there ain't nary one of them mine
Bad luck bad luck is killing me
I can't stand it no more
No more of this third degree

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