Atlantic City Ryan Adams

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[Verse 1]
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
And 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 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 commissioner's hanging on by the skin of his teeth
Yeah

[Chorus]
Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
Maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

[Verse 2]
Wеll, I got a job I put my money away
But I got the kind of debts no honеst man can pay
So I drew all I had from the Central Trust
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus

[Chorus]
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