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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 like 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
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I got a to lose
Take me to a place where I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store 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
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 got a to lose
Take me to a where I don’t care
This is me and my store blues
I’ll take one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
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 superman
And that I run the whole block
I don’t know if it’s just because
between my jaws
Has got me like I’m on top
Feeling like 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 make no drop
'Nough ghetto youth cannot escape the trap
Give me this one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
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Whisky coming my pores
Feeling like 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
Because my job got me going nowhere
So I got a to lose
Take me to a place where I don’t care
This is me and my liquor store 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
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 got a to lose
Take me to a where I don’t care
This is me and my store blues
I’ll take one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get messed up today
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 superman
And that I run the whole block
I don’t know if it’s just because
between my jaws
Has got me like I’m on top
Feeling like 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 make no drop
'Nough ghetto youth cannot escape the trap
Give me this one shot for my pain
One drag for my sorrow
Get up today
I’ll be ok tomorrow
One shot for my pain
One for my sorrow
Get messed up today
be ok tomorrow
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