Lyrics:

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

bad Luck
bad Luck Is Killing Me

well, I Just Can't Stand
no More Of This Third Degree

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

bad Luck
bad Luck Is Killing Me

well, I Just Can't Stand
no More Of This Third Degree