Atlantic City (Complete)

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VERSE 1:
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Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last 

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night, now they blew up his house too

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Down on the boardwalk they're getting ready

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for a fight, gonna see what them racket boys can 

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do. 

VERSE 2:
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Now there's trouble bustin in from out-a state

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And the D.A can't get no relief

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Gonna be a tumble out on the promenade

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And the gamblin commission's hanging on 

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by the skin of his teeth


CHORUS:
  3   4     5  5  5    5  -4 5   -4   4   4
Well now, everything dies baby that's a fact

 5   5 5    5  5  5   5     5    -4 -4   -3    4
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back

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Put your make up on, fix your hair up pretty

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And meet me tonight in Atlantic City


VERSE 3:
Well i got a job and tried to put my money away,
But I got debts that no honest man can pay.
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust,
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus.

CHORUS:
Now baby, everything dies, honey that's a fact.
But maybe everthing that dies someday comes back.
Put your make up on, fix your hair up pretty.
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City.


VERSE 4:
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Now our, luck may have died 

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And our love may be cold, but with you forever 

 5     4
I'll stay. 

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We're going out where the sand's turning to gold.

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Put on your stockins baby cause 

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the night's getting cold


CHORUS:
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And maybe everything dies, baby that's a fact

 5   5 5    5 5   5    5    5   -4 -4   -3    4  
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back


VERSE 5:
Now I been looking for a job, but it's hard to find. 
Down here it's just winners and losers and don't get caught on the wrong side of that line.
Well I'm tired of coming out on the losing end.
So honey last night I met this guy,
And I'm gonna do a little favour for him.

CHORUS:
Well I guess, everything dies baby that's a fact.
But maybe everthing that dies someday comes back.
Put your make up on, fix your hair up pretty.
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City.