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Liquor Store Blues 
Medium
by Bruno Mars & Damian Marley
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Standing at this liquor store
Whisky coming my pores
Feeling like I run this hole block
Lotto tickets, beer
That’s why you can catch me here
Try to the way up to the top
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 liquor 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
Me and my guitar tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try to live on than I got
'Cause 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 to lose
me to a place where I don’t care
is me and my liquor blues
one shot for my pain
One 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
Here comes Junior Gong
flying like superman
And thinking I run the whole block
I know if just because
Pineapple kush between my jaws
Has got me feeling like I’m on top
Feeling like I woulda 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 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 shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
...
Whisky coming my pores
Feeling like I run this hole block
Lotto tickets, beer
That’s why you can catch me here
Try to the way up to the top
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 liquor 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
Me and my guitar tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try to live on than I got
'Cause 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 to lose
me to a place where I don’t care
is me and my liquor blues
one shot for my pain
One 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
Here comes Junior Gong
flying like superman
And thinking I run the whole block
I know if just because
Pineapple kush between my jaws
Has got me feeling like I’m on top
Feeling like I woulda 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 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 shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
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