Atlantic City Bruce Springsteen

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[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2]
Now there's trouble busing in from out of state
And the D.A. can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade
And the gambling commission's hanging on by the skin of its teeth

[Chorus]
Well now, 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

[Verse 3]
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

[Chorus]
Well baby, everything dies, 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

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