Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Atlantic City, artist - Jamie T. Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Song language: English
Atlantic City |
| 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, there’s trouble bustin in from outta state |
| And the d.a. |
| can’t 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, that’s 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 |
| 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, baby, that’s 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, that’s a fact |
| But maybe evrything that dies someday comes back |