歌曲 | Atlantic City |
歌手 | Bruce Springsteen |
专辑 | The Essential Bruce Springsteen |
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作词 : Springsteen | |
Lyrics:Bruce Springsteen Music: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 D.A. 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 | |
(Chorus) | |
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 | |
(Chorus) | |
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold but with you forever I'll stay | |
We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold so put on your stockin's baby `cause the night's getting cold | |
And everything dies baby that's a fact | |
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back | |
Now I been lookin' 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 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 that's a fact | |
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back | |
Put your hair up nice and set up pretty | |
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City | |
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City | |
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City |
zuo ci : Springsteen | |
Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: 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 D. A. 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 | |
Chorus | |
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 | |
Chorus | |
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold but with you forever I' ll stay | |
We' re goin' out where the sand' s turnin' to gold so put on your stockin' s baby cause the night' s getting cold | |
And everything dies baby that' s a fact | |
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back | |
Now I been lookin' 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 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 that' s a fact | |
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back | |
Put your hair up nice and set up pretty | |
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City | |
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City | |
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City |
zuò cí : Springsteen | |
Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: 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 D. A. 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 | |
Chorus | |
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 | |
Chorus | |
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold but with you forever I' ll stay | |
We' re goin' out where the sand' s turnin' to gold so put on your stockin' s baby cause the night' s getting cold | |
And everything dies baby that' s a fact | |
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back | |
Now I been lookin' 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 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 that' s a fact | |
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back | |
Put your hair up nice and set up pretty | |
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City | |
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City | |
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City |