Testo Atlantic City - Riley Green
Testo della canzone Atlantic City (Riley Green), tratta dall'album Way Out Here
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
And there's trouble bustin' in from out of state
And the D.A. 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 that 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(s): Bruce Springsteen
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