Atlantic City
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night now they blew up his house tooDown on the boardwalk they're gettin' 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 reliefGonna be a rumble out on the promenade and the gamblin' commissions hangin' on by the skin of its teeth
Everything dies baby that's a factBut maybe everything that dies someday comes backPut 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 awayBut I got debts that no honest man can paySo I drew what I had from the Central TrustAnd I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus
Everything dies baby that's a factBut maybe everything that dies someday comes backPut 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 stayWe're goin' out where the sands turnin' to gold so put on your stockin's cause the nights gettin' cold and maybe everything diesThat's a fact but maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Now I been lookin' for a job but it's hard to findDown here it's just winners and losers and don't get caught on the wrong side of that lineWell I'm tired of comin' out on the losin' endSo honey last night I met this guy and I'm gonna do a little favor for himWell I guess everything dies baby that's a factBut maybe everything that dies someday comes backPut your makeup on fix your hair up pretty and meet me tonight in Atlantic City