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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 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
Because my job got me nowhere
So I ain’t got a to lose
Take me to a place 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
be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One 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 what I got
'Cause ’68 pay the rent
So I’ll be out here till call the cops
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I ain’t got a to lose
Take me to a where I don’t care
This is me and my blues
I’ll 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
be ok tomorrow
Here comes Junior Gong
flying high like superman
And thinking that I run the whole block
I don’t know if it’s because
between my jaws
Has got me like 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 make no drop
'Nough youth 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 up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
...
Whisky coming trough my pores
Feeling 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
Because my job got me nowhere
So I ain’t got a to lose
Take me to a place 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
be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One 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 what I got
'Cause ’68 pay the rent
So I’ll be out here till call the cops
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I ain’t got a to lose
Take me to a where I don’t care
This is me and my blues
I’ll 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
be ok tomorrow
Here comes Junior Gong
flying high like superman
And thinking that I run the whole block
I don’t know if it’s because
between my jaws
Has got me like 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 make no drop
'Nough youth 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 up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
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