โหลดเพลง mp3 Atlantic City - Bruce Springsteen

Well, they blew up the chicken man in philly last night
Now, they blew up his house, too

Down on the boardwalk they're gettin ready for a fight
Gonna see what them racket boys can do

Now, theres trouble bustin in from outta state
And the d.a. cant get no relief

Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade

And the gamblin commissions hangin on by the skin of his teeth
Well now, evrything dies, baby, thats a fact

But maybe evrything that dies someday comes back

Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty

And meet me tonight in atlantic city

Atlantic City - Bruce Springsteen

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, evrything dies, honey, thats a fact

But maybe evrything that dies someday comes back

Put 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 stay

Were goin out where the sands turnin to gold

Put on your stockins baby, 'cause the nights getting cold

And maybe evrything dies, baby, thats a fact

But maybe evrything that dies someday comes back

Now, I been lookin for a job, but its hard to find

Down here its just winners and losers and dont
Get caught on the wrong side of that line
Well, Im tired of comin out on the losin end

So, honey, last night I met this guy and I'm gonna
Do a little favor for him

Well, I guess everything dies, baby, thats 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

And meet me tonight in atlantic city

And meet me tonight in atlantic city

And meet me tonight in atlantic city