but maybe everything that dies someday comes back / put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty

Atlantic City

by Bruce Springsteen

well they blew up the chicken man
in philly last night
and they blew up his house too
down on the boardwalk
they're ready for a fight
gonna see what them racket boys can do

now there's trouble busting in
from out of state
and the d.a. can't get no relief
gonna be a rumble on the promenade
and the gambling commissioner's
hanging on by the skin of his teeth

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 me a job
and i put my money away
but i got the kind of debts
that no honest man can pay
so i drew out what i had
from the central trust
and i bought us two tickets
on that coast city bus

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

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 sands turn into gold
put on your stockings baby
cause the night's getting cold

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

now i been looking for a job
but it's so hard to find
down here it's just winners and losers
don't get caught
on the wrong side of that line
i'm tired of comin out on the losin end
well i talked to a man last night
gonna do a little favor for him

well 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
oh meet me tonight in Atlantic City
oh meet me tonight in Atlantic City