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Atlantic City Video (MV)




Performed By: Riley Green
From Album: Way Out Here
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Bruce Springsteen
Year: 2024




Riley Green - Atlantic City Lyrics
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Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
They blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk, they're ready for a fight
Gonna see what them racket boys can do

Now there's trouble bustin' in from out of state
And the DA Can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble on the promenade
And the gambler commissioner's hanging on by the skin of his teeth

Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
Maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on and fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Looking for a job, but it's hard to find
There's winners and there's losers and I'm south of the line
But I'm tired of getting caught out on a losing end
I talked to a man last night, gonna do a little favor for him

Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
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 I put my money away
But I got the kind of debt that no honest man can pay
So I drew out what I had from the central trust
And bought us two tickets on a coach city bus

Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
Maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
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Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
They blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk, they're ready for a fight
Gonna see what them racket boys can do

Now there's trouble bustin' in from out of state
And the DA Can't get no relief
Gonna be a rumble on the promenade
And the gambler commissioner's hanging on by the skin of his teeth

Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
Maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on and fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Looking for a job, but it's hard to find
There's winners and there's losers and I'm south of the line
But I'm tired of getting caught out on a losing end
I talked to a man last night, gonna do a little favor for him

Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
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 I put my money away
But I got the kind of debt that no honest man can pay
So I drew out what I had from the central trust
And bought us two tickets on a coach city bus

Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
Maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
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Writer: Bruce Springsteen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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