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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
tickets, 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
me to a where I don’t care
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 shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Me and my guitar tonight
to the city lights
Try to live on more than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus gonna pay the rent
So be out till they call the cops
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I ain’t got a to lose
Take me to a place I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store blues
one 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
Here Junior Gong
flying high superman
And that I run the whole block
I don’t know if it’s just because
kush between my jaws
Has got me feeling like I’m on top
I stand up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
Because all of them are saps
All de dem a talk and dem fly no drop
'Nough ghetto 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 coming trough my pores
Feeling like I run this block
tickets, 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
me to a where I don’t care
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 shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Me and my guitar tonight
to the city lights
Try to live on more than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus gonna pay the rent
So be out till they call the cops
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I ain’t got a to lose
Take me to a place I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store blues
one 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
Here Junior Gong
flying high superman
And that I run the whole block
I don’t know if it’s just because
kush between my jaws
Has got me feeling like I’m on top
I stand up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
Because all of them are saps
All de dem a talk and dem fly no drop
'Nough ghetto 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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