Intro:
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[G] [C] [D] [G]
Verse:
Well they [G]blew up the chicken man
in [C]Philly last night
Now they [D]blew up his house [G]too
Down [G]on the boardwalk they're gettin'
[C]ready for a fight,
Gonna [D]see what them racket boys can [G]do
Now there's [G]trouble busin' in
from outta [C]state,
and the [D]D.A. can't get no rel[G]ief
Gonna [G]be a rumble
out on the [C]promenade and the
gamblin' [D]commission's hangin'
on by the skin of its [G]teeth
CHORUS:
Well now [C]everything dies, [G]baby that's a fact,
but maybe [D]everything that dies, [G]someday comes back
Put your [C]makeup on, fix your [G]hair up pretty
and [D]meet me tonight in Atlantic [G]City
Well I [G]got a job and tried to
[C]put my money away,
but [D]I got debts that no honest man can [G]pay
So I [G]drew what I had,
[C]from the Central Trust,
and [D]bought us two tickets on that [G]City Coast bus
CHORUS:
Well now [C]everything dies, [G]baby that's a fact,
but maybe [D]everything that dies, [G]someday comes back
Put your [C]makeup on, fix your [G]hair up pretty
and [D]meet me tonight in Atlantic [G]City
[Em]
Now our l[Em]uck may have [Am]died,
and our l[Em]ove may be [Am]cold,
but with [C]you for[D]ever, I'll [Em]stay
Now I been [Em]lookin' for a [Am]job,
but it's [Em]hard to f[Am]ind
Down [C]here it's just [D]winners and [Em]losers
[Em]Honey, last [Am]night,
[Em] I met this [Am]guy,
and I'm [C]gonna do a [D]favor [Em]for him.
I guess [C]Everything [D]dies, baby that's a [Em]fact,
but maybe [C]everything that [D]dies
someday, comes [Em]back
Put your hair up [Am]nice and [Em]sit up [Am]pretty,
and [C]meet me toni[D]ght in Atlantic [Em]City
[C]Meet me ton[D]ight in Atlantic [Em]City
[C]Meet me ton[D]ight in Atlantic [Em]City
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[G] [C] [D] [G]
Verse:
Well they [G]blew up the chicken man
in [C]Philly last night
Now they [D]blew up his house [G]too
Down [G]on the boardwalk they're gettin'
[C]ready for a fight,
Gonna [D]see what them racket boys can [G]do
Now there's [G]trouble busin' in
from outta [C]state,
and the [D]D.A. can't get no rel[G]ief
Gonna [G]be a rumble
out on the [C]promenade and the
gamblin' [D]commission's hangin'
on by the skin of its [G]teeth
CHORUS:
Well now [C]everything dies, [G]baby that's a fact,
but maybe [D]everything that dies, [G]someday comes back
Put your [C]makeup on, fix your [G]hair up pretty
and [D]meet me tonight in Atlantic [G]City
Well I [G]got a job and tried to
[C]put my money away,
but [D]I got debts that no honest man can [G]pay
So I [G]drew what I had,
[C]from the Central Trust,
and [D]bought us two tickets on that [G]City Coast bus
CHORUS:
Well now [C]everything dies, [G]baby that's a fact,
but maybe [D]everything that dies, [G]someday comes back
Put your [C]makeup on, fix your [G]hair up pretty
and [D]meet me tonight in Atlantic [G]City
[Em]
Now our l[Em]uck may have [Am]died,
and our l[Em]ove may be [Am]cold,
but with [C]you for[D]ever, I'll [Em]stay
Now I been [Em]lookin' for a [Am]job,
but it's [Em]hard to f[Am]ind
Down [C]here it's just [D]winners and [Em]losers
[Em]Honey, last [Am]night,
[Em] I met this [Am]guy,
and I'm [C]gonna do a [D]favor [Em]for him.
I guess [C]Everything [D]dies, baby that's a [Em]fact,
but maybe [C]everything that [D]dies
someday, comes [Em]back
Put your hair up [Am]nice and [Em]sit up [Am]pretty,
and [C]meet me toni[D]ght in Atlantic [Em]City
[C]Meet me ton[D]ight in Atlantic [Em]City
[C]Meet me ton[D]ight in Atlantic [Em]City
