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CAPO ON 3rd FRET!
Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
MIm SOL DO SOL
Now, they blew up his house, too
MIm SOL DO SOL
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight
MIm SOL DO SOL
Gonna see what them racket boys can do
MIm SOL DO SOL
Now, there's trouble bustin' in from outta state
MIm SOL DO SOL
And the D.A. can't get no relief
MIm SOL DO SOL
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade
MIm SOL DO SOL
And the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth
MIm SOL DO RE
Well now, ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact
MIm SOL DO SOL
But maybe ev'rything that dies someday comes back
MIm SOL RE MIm
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
SOL DO SOL
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
MIm SOL DO SOL
MIm SOL DO SOL
Well, I got a job and tried to put my money away
But I got debts that no honest man can pay
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus
Now, baby, ev'rything dies, honey, that's a fact...
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold
RE DO MIm
But with you forever I'll stay
DO RE MIm
We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold
DO MIm
Put on your stockin's baby, `cause the night's gettin' cold
DO SOL DO SOL
And maybe ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact
DO SOL DO SOL
But maybe ev'rything that dies someday comes back
DO SOL RE DO
MIm SOL DO SOL
Now, I been lookin' for a job, but it's hard to find
Down here it's just winners and losers and don't
get caught on the wrong side of that line
Well, I'm tired of comin' out on the losin' end
So, honey, last night I met this guy and I'm gonna
do a little favor for him
Well, I guess everything dies, baby, that's a fact...
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