Other Exercises
Liquor Store Blues Medium
by Bruno Mars & Damian Marley
Fill In the blanks, then press Score to check your answers
Standing at this liquor store
Whisky coming trough 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 ain’t got a thing to lose
me to a place I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store blues
I’ll take one 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
Me and my tonight
to the city lights
Try to live on more than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t gonna pay the rent
So I’ll be out here till they call the cops
Because my job got me nowhere
So I ain’t got a to lose
Take me to a place I care
This is me and my store blues
take one shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
One for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Here comes Junior Gong
flying high superman
And thinking that I run the whole block
I don’t know if just because
Pineapple kush between my jaws
Has got me I’m on top
Feeling like I woulda stand up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
Because all of are saps
All de talk dem a talk and dem fly no drop
'Nough ghetto youth cannot the trap
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 messed up today
be ok tomorrow
...
Whisky coming trough 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 ain’t got a thing to lose
me to a place I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store blues
I’ll take one 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
Me and my tonight
to the city lights
Try to live on more than what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t gonna pay the rent
So I’ll be out here till they call the cops
Because my job got me nowhere
So I ain’t got a to lose
Take me to a place I care
This is me and my store blues
take one shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
One for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
Here comes Junior Gong
flying high superman
And thinking that I run the whole block
I don’t know if just because
Pineapple kush between my jaws
Has got me I’m on top
Feeling like I woulda stand up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
Because all of are saps
All de talk dem a talk and dem fly no drop
'Nough ghetto youth cannot the trap
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 messed up today
be ok tomorrow
...
Click any word to get definition.
( Automatic Translation )
Con tecnología de Microsoft® Translator