Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night Well, 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 busting 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 hanging on by the skin of his teeth Well baby, 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 Keyboard riff: e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|--------------7-----------7----------------------------7-------------------| G|---6--9----6-----------9------9--6--------6-6--9----6------9---6---4-------| D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| 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 Now baby, 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 Keyboard riff: e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|--------------7-----------7----------------------------7-------------------| G|---6--9----6-----------9------9--6--------6-6--9----6------9---6---4-------| D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|--------------7-----------7----------------------------7-------------------| G|---6--9----6-----------9------9--6--------6-6--9----6------9---6---4-------| D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| 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 Put on your stockings baby, `cause the night's getting cold And everything dies, baby, that's a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back Keyboard riff: e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| B|------------7-----------7----------------------------7---------------------| G|---6--9--------------9------9--6--------6-6--9----6------9---6---4---------| D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------| 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 Cause, 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 favor for him Everything dies, baby, that's a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back Put your hair up nice, do your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
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