Luyện nghe bài hát Atlantic City

(Original by Springsteen)

Well they blew up the chicken man in
last now they blew up his house too
Down on the
they're gettin' for a fight
see what them racket boys can do
Now there's busin'
in from outta and the D.A.
get no relief
Gonna be a rumble out on the
and the gamblin' commission's on by
the skin of its
(Chorus)
Well now dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything dies someday comes back
Put your on fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in City
Well I got a job and tried to put my away
But I got debts no honest man can pay
So I drew what I had from the Central
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast bus
(Chorus)
Now our luck may died
and our may be cold
but with you forever I'll
We're out
where the turnin' to gold
so put on your stockin's `cause
the night's cold
And dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday back
Now I been for a job
but it's hard to
Down here it's just and losers
and don't get caught on the wrong of that

Well I'm of comin' out on the losin' end
So honey last I met this guy and
I'm do a little favor for him
I guess everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday back
Put your up nice and set up pretty
and meet me tonight in City
Meet me in Atlantic City
Meet me in Atlantic City