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Liquor Store Blues
Medium
by Bruno Mars & Damian Marley
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Standing at this liquor store
coming trough my pores
like I run this block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
why you can catch me here
Try to sketch 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 I care
This is me and my liquor store 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
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Me and my tonight
Singing to the lights
Try to live on more than I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t pay the rent
So I’ll be out call the cops
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 store blues
I’ll one shot for my pain
One 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 Junior Gong
I’m high like superman
And thinking that I run the whole block
I don’t know if it’s because
Pineapple between my jaws
Has got me feeling like on top
Feeling I stand up to the cops
And up to the big guys
all of them are saps
All de talk 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 messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
...
coming trough my pores
like I run this block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
why you can catch me here
Try to sketch 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 I care
This is me and my liquor store 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
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Me and my tonight
Singing to the lights
Try to live on more than I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t pay the rent
So I’ll be out call the cops
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 store blues
I’ll one shot for my pain
One 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 Junior Gong
I’m high like superman
And thinking that I run the whole block
I don’t know if it’s because
Pineapple between my jaws
Has got me feeling like on top
Feeling I stand up to the cops
And up to the big guys
all of them are saps
All de talk 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 messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
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