Atlantic City

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Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
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Now they blew up his house too
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Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight
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Gonna see what them racket boys can do
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Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state
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And the D.A. can't get no relief
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Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade
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And the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth
CHORUS 1:
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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
CHORUS 2
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Now baby, 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 be cold but with you forever I'll stay
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We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold
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So put on your stockin's baby `cause the night's getting cold
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And 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
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And don't get caught on the wrong side of 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 I'm gonna do a little favour 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 and set 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
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Will you  meet me tonight in Atlantic City

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