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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 hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
That’s why you can me here
Try to sketch the way up to the top
my job got me nowhere
So I ain’t got a thing to lose
Take me to a place I don’t care
is me and my blues
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 messed up today
be ok tomorrow
Me and my guitar tonight
to the city lights
Try to live on more than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t gonna 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 where I don’t care
This is me and my liquor blues
I’ll take 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 messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
comes Junior Gong
I’m flying high like superman
And thinking I run the whole block
I don’t know if it’s because
Pineapple between my jaws
Has got me feeling like I’m on top
Feeling I woulda stand up to the cops
And 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 cannot the trap
Give me this one for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
...
Whisky coming trough my pores
Feeling like I run this hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
That’s why you can me here
Try to sketch the way up to the top
my job got me nowhere
So I ain’t got a thing to lose
Take me to a place I don’t care
is me and my blues
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 messed up today
be ok tomorrow
Me and my guitar tonight
to the city lights
Try to live on more than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t gonna 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 where I don’t care
This is me and my liquor blues
I’ll take 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 messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
comes Junior Gong
I’m flying high like superman
And thinking I run the whole block
I don’t know if it’s because
Pineapple between my jaws
Has got me feeling like I’m on top
Feeling I woulda stand up to the cops
And 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 cannot the trap
Give me this one for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
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