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This one's called Atlantic City
Well they blew up the chicken man, did it last night
They blew up his house too
Gonna need more, you know, tonight
See if those Rocket Boys can chew
They stole a heavy hammer out of town
Can't get the D.A. to know
Gonna need a rubber band upon my bed, D.I
Gonna skin a little mosquito
Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
Everything that dies, some days come back
Put your makeup on, your hair all pretty
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City, yeah yeah
Well I got a job, tryin' to put money away
But I got some debts, no honest man can pay
So I took all my money from the Central Trust
Then I bought us two tickets, on the Gold City dust, come on
Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
Everything that dies, some days come back
Put your makeup on, your hair all pretty
That's my favorite line, I love that line
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City, yeah yeah
Now I love me a dime, and I love me a call
If you will ever be there
So right there, that's your call
Put on your make up baby, let's get on
Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
Everything that dies, some days come back
Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
Everything that dies, some days come back
Put your makeup on, your hair all pretty
Yeah meet me tonight, baby, meet me in Atlantic City
Oh meet me tonight
Oh meet me tonight
Hey!
Bruce Springsteen for president!
Love you Boss!



Авторы: Bruce Springsteen Copyright: Eldridge Publishing Co., Sony Pop Music Publishing



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