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Liquor Store Blues 
Medium
de Bruno Mars & Damian Marley
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Standing at this store
Whisky coming my pores
Feeling 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
my job got me going nowhere
So I ain’t got a to lose
Take me to a place where I don’t care
This is me and my liquor 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 guitar tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try to live on than what I got
'Cause ’68 ain’t gonna pay the rent
So I’ll be out till they 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 store blues
I’ll one for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
Here comes Junior Gong
I’m flying like superman
And that I run the whole block
I don’t know if it’s just because
Pineapple kush between my jaws
Has got me feeling like on top
like I stand up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
Because all of are saps
All de talk 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 up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
...
Whisky coming my pores
Feeling 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
my job got me going nowhere
So I ain’t got a to lose
Take me to a place where I don’t care
This is me and my liquor 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 guitar tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try to live on than what I got
'Cause ’68 ain’t gonna pay the rent
So I’ll be out till they 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 store blues
I’ll one for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
Here comes Junior Gong
I’m flying like superman
And that I run the whole block
I don’t know if it’s just because
Pineapple kush between my jaws
Has got me feeling like on top
like I stand up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
Because all of are saps
All de talk 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 up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
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