Atlantic City Mercy Bell

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[Verse 1]
Well, they blew up the Chicken Man in Philly last night
And 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 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]
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 2]
Well, I got a job and I put my monеy away
But I got the kinda debts that no honest man can pay
So I drеw what I could from the Central Trust
Got us two tickets on that Coast City bus

[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