now our luck may have died,
and our love may be cold
but with you forever, i'll stay
we're going out where
the sand's turning to gold
put on your stockings, baby,
'cause the night's getting cold
and maybe everything dies, baby, that's a fact
but maybe everything that dies someday comes back
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Atlantic CityBruce Springsteen
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