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Liquor Store Blues
Medium
by Bruno Mars & Damian Marley
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Standing at this store
Whisky trough my pores
I run this hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
why you can me here
Try to sketch the way up to the top
my job got me going nowhere
So I got a thing to lose
me to a place where I care
This is me and my store blues
I’ll take one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Me and my tonight
to the city lights
Try to live on than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t gonna pay the rent
So I’ll be out here call the cops
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I ain’t got a thing to lose
Take me to a place I 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
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get up today
be ok tomorrow
Here comes Junior Gong
I’m flying high like superman
And thinking that I run the block
I don’t know if it’s just because
Pineapple kush my jaws
Has got me like I’m on top
Feeling like I woulda up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
Because all of them are saps
All de talk dem a and dem fly 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 up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
...
Whisky trough my pores
I run this hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
why you can me here
Try to sketch the way up to the top
my job got me going nowhere
So I got a thing to lose
me to a place where I care
This is me and my store blues
I’ll take one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Me and my tonight
to the city lights
Try to live on than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t gonna pay the rent
So I’ll be out here call the cops
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I ain’t got a thing to lose
Take me to a place I 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
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get up today
be ok tomorrow
Here comes Junior Gong
I’m flying high like superman
And thinking that I run the block
I don’t know if it’s just because
Pineapple kush my jaws
Has got me like I’m on top
Feeling like I woulda up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
Because all of them are saps
All de talk dem a and dem fly 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 up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
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