Atlantic City

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Well they blew up the chicken man in 
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Philly last night; now they blew up his house 
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too
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Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' 
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ready for a fight, gonna see what them racket 
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boys can do


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Now there's trouble busin' in from outta 
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state and the d.a. can't get no relief
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Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade and 
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the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by 
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the skin of its teeth


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Well now everything dies baby that's a fact,
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but maybe everything that dies someday comes back
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Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty,
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and meet me tonight in Atlantic City


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Well I got a job and tried to put my money away,
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but I got debts that no honest man can pay
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So I drew what I had from the Central Trust,
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and I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus


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Well now everything dies baby that's a fact,
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but maybe everything that dies someday comes back
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Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty,
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and meet me tonight in Atlantic City


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Now our luck may have died and our love may 
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be cold but with you forever I'll stay
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We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' 
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to gold so put on your stockin's baby 
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'cause the night's getting cold


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Well now everything dies baby that's a fact,
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but maybe everything that dies someday comes back


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Now I been lookin' for a job but it's hard to find
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Down here it's just winners and losers and don't 
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get caught on the wrong side of 
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that line
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Well I'm tired of comin' out on this losin' end;
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so honey last night I met this guy and 
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I'm gonna do a little favor for him


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Well I guess everything dies baby that's a fact,
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but maybe everything that dies someday comes back
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Put your hair up nice fix your hair up pretty,
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and meet me tonight in Atlantic City
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and meet me tonight in Atlantic City
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and meet me tonight in Atlantic City Dit arrangement is de eigen interpretatie van de inzender, gedeeld voor privéstudie, educatie en niet-commercieel gebruik. Het onderliggende nummer, de songtekst en de muziek blijven eigendom van hun rechthebbenden. Om verwijdering aan te vragen, zie Juridische verklaring.