歌曲名 Atlantic City 歌手名 Ed Harcourt

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Well they blew up the Chicken Man in Philly last night

Now they blew up his house too

Down on the boardwalk they're getting ready for a fight

Gonna see what them racket boys can do

Now there's trouble busing in from out of state

And the D A can't get no relief

Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade

And the gambling commission's hanging on

By the skin of it's teeth

And everything dies baby that's a fact

But maybe everything

That dies someday comes back

Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty

Meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Well I got a job and tried to put my money away

But I got into debts that I could not pay

So I drew what I had from the Central Trust

And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus

And everything dies baby that's a fact

But maybe everything

That dies someday comes back

Put your makeup on

Fix your hair up pretty

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

And we're going out

Where the sand's turning to gold

So put on your stockings

'Cause the night's getting cold

Maybe everything dies baby that's a fact

Maybe everything that dies someday comes back

Now I've been looking for a job

But it's hard to find

Down here it's just winners and losers

And don't get caught on the wrong side of that line

Well I'm tired of coming out on the losing end

So honey last night I met this guy

I'm gonna do a little favor for him

Well I guess everything dies baby that's a fact

But maybe everything

That dies someday comes back

Put your make up on fix your hair up pretty

Meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Meet me tonight in Atlantic City