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Lyrics for Atlantic City by BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN:
| | | Artist: | BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Atlantic City | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 214 | | | | Lyrics: | Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night now they blew up his house too
Down on
the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do
Now
there's trouble busin' in from outta state and the D.A. can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble
out on the promenade and the gamblin' commissions hangin' on by the skin of its
teeth
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes
back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty and meet me tonight in Atlantic
City
Well I got a job and tried to put my money away
But I got in too deep and I could
not pay
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
And I bought us two tickets on that
Coast City bus
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
someday comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty and meet me tonight in Atlantic
City
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold but with you forever I'll
stay
We're goin' out where the sands turnin' to gold so put on your stockin's cause the nights
gettin' cold and maybe everything dies
That's a fact but maybe everything that dies someday
comes back
Now I been lookin' for a job but it's hard to find
Down here it's just
winners and losers and don't get caught on the wrong side of that line
Well I'm tired of comin'
out on the losin' end
So honey last night I met this guy and I'm gonna do a little favor for
him
Well I guess everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday
comes back
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