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Liquor Store Blues 
Medium
by Bruno Mars & Damian Marley
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at store
Whisky coming trough my pores
Feeling I run this block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
That’s why you can 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 where I care
This is me and my liquor blues
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 drag for my sorrow
Get up today
be ok tomorrow
Me and my tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try to on more what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t gonna pay the rent
So I’ll be out here they the cops
Because my job got me nowhere
So I ain’t got a to lose
me to a place 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 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 flying high like superman
And thinking that I run the whole block
I don’t if it’s just because
Pineapple kush my jaws
Has got me feeling like on top
Feeling I woulda up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
Because all of them are saps
All de talk dem a talk and dem fly no drop
'Nough ghetto youth cannot the trap
Give me this 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 messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
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Whisky coming trough my pores
Feeling I run this block
Lotto tickets, cheap beer
That’s why you can 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 where I care
This is me and my liquor blues
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 drag for my sorrow
Get up today
be ok tomorrow
Me and my tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try to on more what I got
'Cause ’68 Citrus ain’t gonna pay the rent
So I’ll be out here they the cops
Because my job got me nowhere
So I ain’t got a to lose
me to a place 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 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 flying high like superman
And thinking that I run the whole block
I don’t if it’s just because
Pineapple kush my jaws
Has got me feeling like on top
Feeling I woulda up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
Because all of them are saps
All de talk dem a talk and dem fly no drop
'Nough ghetto youth cannot the trap
Give me this 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 messed up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
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