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Liquor Store Blues 
Medium
de Bruno Mars & Damian Marley
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Standing at this store
Whisky my pores
Feeling I run hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
why you can me here
Try to sketch the way up to the top
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I ain’t got a to lose
Take me to a place I 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
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One 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 more than what I got
'Cause 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 ain’t got a thing to lose
Take me to a 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
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 whole block
I don’t know if because
my jaws
Has got me feeling like I’m on top
Feeling I woulda stand up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
all of them are saps
All de talk dem a talk and dem fly no drop
'Nough ghetto youth cannot escape the trap
me this one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
be ok tomorrow
One for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
...
Whisky my pores
Feeling I run hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
why you can me here
Try to sketch the way up to the top
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I ain’t got a to lose
Take me to a place I 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
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One 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 more than what I got
'Cause 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 ain’t got a thing to lose
Take me to a 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
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 whole block
I don’t know if because
my jaws
Has got me feeling like I’m on top
Feeling I woulda stand up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
all of them are saps
All de talk dem a talk and dem fly no drop
'Nough ghetto youth cannot escape the trap
me this one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
be ok tomorrow
One for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
...
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