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Liquor Store Blues 
Medium
de Bruno Mars & Damian Marley
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Standing at store
Whisky coming my pores
Feeling like I run this hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
That’s why you can me here
Try to the way up to the top
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I got a thing to lose
me to a place where I care
is me and my liquor blues
one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
Me and my guitar tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try to live on than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t gonna pay the rent
So I’ll be out here they call the cops
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I got a to lose
me to a place where I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store blues
I’ll take one for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
Here comes Gong
I’m flying high like superman
And thinking that I run the block
I don’t know if it’s because
Pineapple kush between my jaws
Has got me like I’m on top
like I woulda stand up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
Because all of them are saps
All de talk dem a talk and dem fly no drop
'Nough ghetto youth cannot escape the trap
Give me this one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
...
Whisky coming my pores
Feeling like I run this hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
That’s why you can me here
Try to the way up to the top
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I got a thing to lose
me to a place where I care
is me and my liquor blues
one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
Me and my guitar tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try to live on than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t gonna pay the rent
So I’ll be out here they call the cops
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I got a to lose
me to a place where I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store blues
I’ll take one for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
Here comes Gong
I’m flying high like superman
And thinking that I run the block
I don’t know if it’s because
Pineapple kush between my jaws
Has got me like I’m on top
like I woulda stand up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
Because all of them are saps
All de talk dem a talk and dem fly no drop
'Nough ghetto youth cannot escape the trap
Give me this one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
...
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