Luyện nghe bài hát Atlantic City

Well, they up the chicken man in philly last night
Now, they up his house, too
on the boardwalk they're gettin ready for a fight
Gonna see what racket boys can do

Now, there's trouble bustin in from state
And the d.a. get no relief
be a rumble out on the promenade
And the gamblin commissions on by the skin of his teeth

Well now, dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe evrything dies someday comes back
Put makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in atlantic

Well, I got a job and tried to put my money
But I got that no honest man can pay
So I drew I had from the central trust
And I bought us two tickets on coast city bus

Now, baby, evrything dies, honey, a fact...

Now our may have died and our love may be cold
But with you forever I'll
goin out where the sands turnin to gold
Put on your stockins baby, `cause the nights getting
And maybe dies, baby, that's a fact
But maybe evrything dies someday comes back

Now, I been lookin for a job, but it's to find
Down here it's just and losers and don't
Get caught on the side of that line
Well, Im tired of out on the losin end
So, honey, last I met this guy and Im gonna
Do a little for him

Well, I guess everything dies, baby, that's a
But maybe evrything dies someday comes back
Put your on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in atlantic