Atlantic City Lyrics

Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
Now 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 busin' in from outta state
And the D.A. can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade
And the gambling commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth

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

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

Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes backBruce Springsteen - Atlantic City - http://motolyrics.com/bruce-springsteen/atlantic-city-lyrics.html
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 I'll stay
We're going out where the sand's turning to gold
so put on your stockings 'cause the night's getting cold
and everything dies Baby that's a fact,
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back

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 losin' end
So honey last night I met this guy
and I'm gonna do a little favour for him

Well I guess everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your hair up nice fix yourself up pretty
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City