Atlantic City 

 
 
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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 getting ready for a fight.
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Gonna see what them racket boys can do. 
 
2. Now, there’s trouble bustin’ in from outta state
and the D.A. can’t get no relief.
Gonna be a tumble out on the promenade
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and the gamblin’ commission’s hangin’ on by the skin of his teeth. 
 
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Refr. Well, now everything dies, baby, that’s a fact.
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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. 
 
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3. Well, I got a job and tried to put my money away.
But I got debts no honest man can pay.
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
and bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus. 
 
Refr. 
 
Mid. |Em G  |C G  (Munspel) 2 ggr 
 
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Stick Now, our luck may have died and our love may be cold, but with you forever I’ll stay.
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We’re going out where the sand’s turnin’ into gold.
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Put on your stockings baby, ‘cause the night’s getting’ cold.
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And maybe everything dies, baby, that’s a fact
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but maybe everything that dies someday comes back. (slow) 
 
Mid. (Munspel) 2 gånger 
 
4. Now, I been looking for a job but it’s hard to find.
Down here it’s just winners and losers and I 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. 
 
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End. Meet me tonight in Atlantic City. Meet me tonight in Atlantic City.