Luyện nghe bài hát Atlantic City

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

Now, there's trouble bustin in outta state
And the d.a. can't get no
Gonna be a out on the promenade
And the gamblin commissions on by the skin of his teeth

Well now, evrything dies, baby, that's a
But evrything that 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 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

Now, baby, dies, honey, that's a fact...

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

Now, I been lookin for a job, but it's hard to
Down here it's just winners and losers and
Get caught on the side of that line
Well, Im tired of out on the losin end
So, honey, night I met this guy and Im gonna
Do a favor for him

Well, I guess everything dies, baby, a fact
But maybe evrything that dies someday comes
Put your makeup on, fix your up pretty
And meet me tonight in city