Skip McDonald - Third Degree Lyrics
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Third Degree
Third Degree Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Third Degree By Skip McDonald?
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 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 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 |
Who Wrote Third Degree By Skip McDonald?
Eddie Boyd, Willie Dixon
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What's The Duration Of The Third Degree By Skip McDonald?The duration of Third Degree is 3:12 minutes and seconds. |
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