3rd Degree Lyrics - Johnny Winter

Yeah... 

I like it... 

Uh-huh... 

Oh! 

[Instrumental] 

Got me accused of peeping 

I can't see a thing 

They 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 

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Got me accused of murder 

I never harmed a man 

They got me accused of forgery 

I can't even sign my name 

Bad luck 

Bad luck is killing me (it's killing me) 

Well I just can't stand 

No more of this third degree 

Can't stand of this third degree 

[Instrumental] 

Yeah! 

That's what I'm talkin' about! 

[Instrumental] 

Got me accused of taxes 

I don't have a lousy dime 

Got me accused of children 

And ain't one of them mine 

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Bad luck 

Bad luck is killing me 

Well I just can't stand 

No more of this third degree 

[Instrumental] 

No more of this third degree, oh no! 

Yeah...