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Liquor Store Blues
Medium
by Bruno Mars & Damian Marley
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Standing at liquor store
Whisky coming trough my pores
Feeling like I run this hole block
tickets, cheap beer
That’s why you can catch me here
Try to the way up to the top
Because my job got me nowhere
So I ain’t got a thing to lose
me to a I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store blues
one 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
be ok tomorrow
Me and my guitar tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try to live on more 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 place where I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store blues
I’ll 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
comes Junior Gong
flying 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 like on top
Feeling like I woulda up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
all of them are saps
All de talk dem a talk and dem fly make no drop
'Nough youth 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 trough my pores
Feeling like I run this hole block
tickets, cheap beer
That’s why you can catch me here
Try to the way up to the top
Because my job got me nowhere
So I ain’t got a thing to lose
me to a I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store blues
one 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
be ok tomorrow
Me and my guitar tonight
Singing to the city lights
Try to live on more 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 place where I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store blues
I’ll 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
comes Junior Gong
flying 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 like on top
Feeling like I woulda up to the cops
And stand up to the big guys
all of them are saps
All de talk dem a talk and dem fly make no drop
'Nough youth 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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