Atlantic City
1. 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 bustin' 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 his teeth.
Well, now, ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact,
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but maybe ev'rything
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.
2. 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.
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3. Now our luck may have died and our love may be
cold,
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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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put on your stockin's baby, `cause
the night's gettin' cold.
And maybe ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact,
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4. 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 and don't
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get caught on the wrong side of that line.
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Well,
I'm tired of comin'
out on the losin' end,
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So, honey,
last night I met this guy and I'm gonna
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do a little favor for him. + CHORUS
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City,
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and meet me tonight in Atlantic City....