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Liquor Store Blues 
Medium
de Bruno Mars & Damian Marley
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at this liquor store
Whisky trough my pores
I run this hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
That’s why you can catch me here
Try to sketch the way up to the top
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I ain’t got a thing to lose
Take me to a place where I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store blues
I’ll 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 up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Me and my tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try to live on than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t pay the rent
So I’ll be out here till they call the cops
Because my job got me nowhere
So I ain’t got a thing to lose
Take me to a place where I don’t care
is me and my liquor store blues
I’ll take one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Here comes Junior Gong
flying high superman
And that I run the block
I don’t know if it’s because
Pineapple between my jaws
Has got me feeling like on top
Feeling like I woulda stand up to the cops
And up to the big guys
Because all of are saps
All de dem a and dem fly make 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 drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
...
Whisky trough my pores
I run this hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
That’s why you can catch me here
Try to sketch the way up to the top
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I ain’t got a thing to lose
Take me to a place where I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store blues
I’ll 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 up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Me and my tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try to live on than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t pay the rent
So I’ll be out here till they call the cops
Because my job got me nowhere
So I ain’t got a thing to lose
Take me to a place where I don’t care
is me and my liquor store blues
I’ll take one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Here comes Junior Gong
flying high superman
And that I run the block
I don’t know if it’s because
Pineapple between my jaws
Has got me feeling like on top
Feeling like I woulda stand up to the cops
And up to the big guys
Because all of are saps
All de dem a and dem fly make 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 drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
...
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