Archivi della categoria:03-01-2025

di Springsteen

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 there’s trouble busin’ in from outta state
And the DA can’t get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade
And the gamblin’ commission’s hangin’ on by the skin of its teeth

Well, now everything dies, baby, that’s 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

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, everything dies, honey, that’s 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…