I went down to Atlantic City, and I strolled the beachI thought all the girls were pretty, till I met Miss PeachYou know I gotta get a girl so great, for a dateHoney tell me where, she said maybe, well I'll meet you thereWhere the dancers drooping, with the swinging fansAnd lots of movies, just holding handsWatched the horses die from a high aboveCouldn't help but have to fall in loveWell, we went there every evening, and I lost my heartVacation time was over, and we had to partI said we gotta get to meet again, tell me whenHoney I'll be there, she said maybe, same place next yearWhere the dancers drooping, with the swinging fansAnd lots of movies, just holding handsWatched the horses die from a high aboveCouldn't help but have to fall in loveWhere the dancers droopingWhere the dancers droopingWhen the dancers droopingWith the swinging fansWhere the dancers droopingWhere the dancers droopingmoviesjust for holding handswatch the horses die from thehigh and lowcouldn't help it had to fall in lovewithD.O.P.where the dancers grew bigD.O.P. with the swingingbands D.O.P.and there's lots of moviesjust for holding handsD.O.P.