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    Bruce Springsteen / Lyrics

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    "Atlantic City" Lyrics

    Bruce Springsteen

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    Genre:Ethnic/Folk, Rock
    Duration:00:03:38
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    Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
    Now they blew up his house too
    Down on the boardwalk they're getting 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 gambling commission's 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 DEBTS THAT NO HONEST MAN CAN 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 going out where the sand's turning to gold
    so put on your stockings 'cause the night's getting cold
    and everything dies Baby that's a fact,
    But maybe everything that dies someday comes back

    Now I been looking 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 coming out on the losin' end
    So honey last night I met this guy
    and I'm gonna do a little favour for him

    Well I guess everything dies baby that's a fact
    But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
    Put your hair up nice fix yourself up pretty
    and meet me tonight in Atlantic City
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing.
    Written by BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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