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Liquor Store Blues 
Medium
de Bruno Mars & Damian Marley
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Standing at this store
Whisky coming trough my pores
like I run hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
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 store blues
I’ll take one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Me and my tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try to live on than I got
'Cause ’68 ain’t gonna pay the rent
So I’ll be out till they call the cops
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 blues
I’ll take 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
Here comes Junior Gong
I’m flying like superman
And thinking that I run the block
I don’t know if it’s just because
Pineapple kush my jaws
Has got me like I’m on top
like I 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 make no drop
'Nough ghetto youth cannot escape the trap
Give me one 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
be ok tomorrow
...
Whisky coming trough my pores
like I run hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
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 store blues
I’ll take one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Me and my tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try to live on than I got
'Cause ’68 ain’t gonna pay the rent
So I’ll be out till they call the cops
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 blues
I’ll take 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
Here comes Junior Gong
I’m flying like superman
And thinking that I run the block
I don’t know if it’s just because
Pineapple kush my jaws
Has got me like I’m on top
like I 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 make no drop
'Nough ghetto youth cannot escape the trap
Give me one 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
be ok tomorrow
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