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Got me accused of peeping
I can't see a thing
Got me accused of petting
I can't even raise my handBad luck
Bad luck is killing meWell, I just can't stand
No more of this third degreeGot me accused of murder
I ain't harmed a man
Got me accused of forgery
I can't even write my nameBad luck
Bad luck is killing meWell, I just can't stand
No more of this third degreeGot me accused of taxes
I ain't got a dime
Got me accused of children
And ain't nary one of them was mineBad luck
Bad luck is killing meWell, I just can't stand
No more of this third degree

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Willie Dixon (born July 1, 1915, Vicksburg, Miss., U.S.-died Jan. 29, 1992, Burbank, Calif.) was a U.S. musician who influenced the emergence of electric blues and rock music. In 1936 Dixon moved from his native Mississippi to Chicago, won an Illinois Golden Gloves boxing championship, and began selling his songs. He played double bass in several bands before joining Chess Records. His lively compositions, which he sold for as little as $30, included “Little Red Rooster,” “You Shook Me,” and “Back Door Man”; many were later recorded by Muddy Waters, Elvis Presley, and the Rolling Stones.

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