Atlantic City
The Band
Atlantic City
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Well they blew up the chicken man over in Philly last night
Now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they’re ready for a fight
Gonna see what them racket boys can do
Now there’s trouble busing in from outta state
And the D.A. can’t get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out in the promenade
And the gambling commissioners hangin’ on by the skin of his teeth
Everything dies baby that’s a fact
Maybe everything will dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Now our luck maybe died and our love is going cold
But with you forever I’ll stay
We’re goin’ out where the sand’s turnin’ to gold
Now put on your stockings on
Cause the night’s getting cold
And everything dies baby that’s a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
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