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Liquor Store Blues
Medium
by Bruno Mars & Damian Marley
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Standing at this liquor store
Whisky coming trough my pores
Feeling like I run this 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 nowhere
So I got a thing to lose
Take me to a 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 guitar tonight
Singing to the lights
Try to on more than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus pay the rent
So I’ll be out here till they call the cops
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I ain’t got a thing to lose
me to a place where I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store blues
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 messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Here comes Gong
I’m flying high like superman
And I run the whole block
I don’t know if it’s just because
Pineapple my jaws
Has got me like 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 make no drop
'Nough ghetto youth escape the trap
Give me this one shot for my pain
One 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
...
Whisky coming trough my pores
Feeling like I run this 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 nowhere
So I got a thing to lose
Take me to a 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 guitar tonight
Singing to the lights
Try to on more than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus pay the rent
So I’ll be out here till they call the cops
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I ain’t got a thing to lose
me to a place where I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store blues
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 messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Here comes Gong
I’m flying high like superman
And I run the whole block
I don’t know if it’s just because
Pineapple my jaws
Has got me like 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 make no drop
'Nough ghetto youth escape the trap
Give me this one shot for my pain
One 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
...
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