Atlantic City


Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last
night now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk theyíre gettiní ready
for a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do

Now thereís trouble businí in from outta state
and the D.A. canít get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade and
the gambliní commissionís hanginí on by the skin of its teeth

Everything dies baby thatís 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

Well I got a job and tried to put my money away
But I got in too deep and I could not pay
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus

Everything dies baby thatís 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

Now our luck may have died and our love may
be cold but with you forever Iíll stay
Weíre goiní out where the sandís turniní to gold
so put on your stockinís ícause the nightís
gettiní cold and maybe everything dies
Thatís a fact but maybe everything that dies
someday comes back

Now I been lookiní for a job but itís hard to find
down here itís just winners and losers and
donít get caught on the wrong side of that line
Well Iím tired of cominí out on the losiní end
So honey last night I met this guy and Iím
gonna do a little favor for him
Well I guess everything dies baby thatís 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