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Third Degree

Eric Clapton

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Third Degree

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(by Eddie Boyd and 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 ain't harmed a man.Got me accused of forgery, I can't even write my name.ChorusGot me accused of taxes, I ain't got a dime.Got me accused of children, and ain't nary one of them was mine.Chorus
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