| Oh and my darling I’m telling you this
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| Don’t let you know that I’m sorry you’re sick
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| Tears of sorrow won’t do you no good
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| And I’ll be your doctor if only I could
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| What do you want from the liquor store
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| Something sour, something sweet
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| I’ll buy em all that you’ll never come home
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| You can be sure you won’t suffer no more
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| Swimming the oceans on the deepest canals
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| To get to you darling and make you well
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| There’s no place on earth I’d hasten go
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| To go fever I want you to know
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| What do you want from the liquor store
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| Something sour, something sweet
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| I’ll buy em all but you’ll never come home
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| You can be sure you won’t suffer no more
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| Promise me, darling, you won’t die
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| My gift, all the medicine money can buy
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| Stick with me baby, hold on and fight
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| Take a good rest, hold on the fight
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| What do you want from the liquor store
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| Something sour, something sweet
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| I’ll buy em all but you’ll never come home
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| You can be sure you won’t suffer no more
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| What do you want from the liquor store
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| Something sour, something sweet
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| I’ll buy em all that you better come home
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| You can be sure you won’t suffer no more |