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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 I run this hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
That’s why you can catch me here
Try to sketch the way up to the top
my job got me going nowhere
So I got a thing to lose
Take me to a place I care
This is me and my liquor store blues
take one shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Me and my guitar tonight
to the city lights
Try to live on than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t 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
Take me to a 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 up today
be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll 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 just because
Pineapple kush between my jaws
Has got me feeling I’m on top
Feeling I woulda up to the cops
And up to the big guys
all of them are saps
All de dem a 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 messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
...
Whisky coming my pores
Feeling I run this hole block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
That’s why you can catch me here
Try to sketch the way up to the top
my job got me going nowhere
So I got a thing to lose
Take me to a place I care
This is me and my liquor store blues
take one shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Me and my guitar tonight
to the city lights
Try to live on than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t 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
Take me to a 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 up today
be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll 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 just because
Pineapple kush between my jaws
Has got me feeling I’m on top
Feeling I woulda up to the cops
And up to the big guys
all of them are saps
All de dem a 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 messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
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