Luyện nghe bài hát Atlantic City

Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly night,
Now blew up his house too.
Down on the they're gettin' ready for a fight,
Gonna see what them racket can do.

Now trouble busin' in from out of state,
And the D.A. get no relief.
be a rumble out on the promenade,
And the gamblin' hangin' on by the skin of its teeth.

Everything dies, baby a fact,
But maybe that dies, someday comes back.
Put your on, fix your hair up pretty,
And meet me tonight in City.

Well I got a job and to put my money away,
But I got debts that no man can pay.
So I drew what I had from the Trust,
And I bought us two tickets on Coast City bus.

dies, baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies, comes back.
Put makeup on, fix your hair up pretty,
And meet me tonight in City.

Now our luck may have died, and our may be cold,
But with you I'll stay.
We're goin' out the sands turnin' to gold,
So put on stockin's cause the nights gettin' cold.

And everything dies, baby a fact,
But everything that dies, someday comes back.

Now I been lookin' for a job. but hard to find,
Down here it's just winners and losers, and get caught on the wrong side of that line.
Well I'm of comin' out on the losin' end,
So honey, last night I met guy, and I'm gonna do a little favor for him.

I guess everything dies, baby that's a fact
But maybe that dies, someday comes back
So fix your up nice, and fix yourself up pretty,
And meet me tonight in City.