Johnny Winter - 3rd Degree lyrics

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 k**ing me Well I just can't stand No more of this third degree 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 k**ing me (it's k**ing 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 Bad luck Bad luck is k**ing me Well I just can't stand No more of this third degree [Instrumental] No more of this third degree, oh no! Yeah...