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Liquor Store Blues
Medium
by Bruno Mars & Damian Marley
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at liquor store
Whisky my pores
Feeling like I run this hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap 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 got a thing to lose
Take me to a place where I don’t care
is me and my liquor store blues
I’ll take one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
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 lights
Try to live on more than what I got
'Cause Citrus ain’t pay the rent
So I’ll be out till they call the cops
Because my job got me nowhere
So I ain’t got a thing to lose
Take me to a place I care
is me and my store blues
I’ll take one 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
Here comes Gong
flying high like superman
And thinking that I run the whole block
I don’t know if just because
Pineapple kush my jaws
Has got me feeling like on top
Feeling 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 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 for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
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Whisky my pores
Feeling like I run this hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap 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 got a thing to lose
Take me to a place where I don’t care
is me and my liquor store blues
I’ll take one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
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 lights
Try to live on more than what I got
'Cause Citrus ain’t pay the rent
So I’ll be out till they call the cops
Because my job got me nowhere
So I ain’t got a thing to lose
Take me to a place I care
is me and my store blues
I’ll take one 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
Here comes Gong
flying high like superman
And thinking that I run the whole block
I don’t know if just because
Pineapple kush my jaws
Has got me feeling like on top
Feeling 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 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 for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
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