on, fix your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in Atlantic City. Oh, meet me tonight in Atlantic City, Oh, meet me tonight in Atlantic City.
dies baby that's a fact But maybe everything that dies someday comes back Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty and meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Put your hair up nice and set up pretty and meet me tonight in Atlantic City Meet me tonight in Atlantic City Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
dies, baby, that's a fact But maybe evrything that dies someday comes back Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in atlantic city
comes back Put your hair up nice and sit up pretty, and meet me tonight in Atlantic City Meet me tonight in Atlantic City Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
GIRLS: Who is the lucky girl to be? Who is to leave the bourgeoisie? DIANA: Bye-bye, Mister President- I'm a-prayin' I'm a little lady You're obeyin
argument.) EVELYN Whee! Let's run away to Atlantic City Let's feel the wind in our hair... (EVELYN pantomimes her act.) FATHER Atlantic City is only
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back Put your hair up nice and sit up pretty, and meet me tonight in Atlantic City Meet me tonight in Atlantic City Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
baby, that's a fact But maybe ev'rything that dies someday comes back Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Translation: The Band. Atlantic City.
Translation: Counting Crows. Atlantic City.
Translation: Hank Williams Jr.. Atlantic City.
Translation: Springsteen, Bruce. Atlantic City.
