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4th of July, Asbury Park (Sandy)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Guitar
Clarence Clemons
Clarence Clemons
Background Vocals
Suki Lahav
Suki Lahav
Background Vocals
Vini Lopez
Vini Lopez
Drums
David Sancious
David Sancious
Piano
Garry Tallent
Garry Tallent
Bass Guitar
Danny Federici
Danny Federici
Accordion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bruce Springsteen
Bruce Springsteen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Appel
Mike Appel
Producer
Jim Cretecos
Jim Cretecos
Producer
Louis Lahav
Louis Lahav
Engineer
Jack Ashkinazy
Jack Ashkinazy
Mastering Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Letra

Sandy The fireworks are hailin' over Little Eden tonight Forcin' a light into all those stony faces Left stranded on this warm July Down in the town, the circuit's full of switchblade lovers So fast, so shiny and so sharp As the wizards play down on Pinball Way On the boardwalk way past dark And the boys from the casino Dance with their shirts open Like Latin lovers on the shore Chasin' all them silly New York virgins by the score And, Sandy, the aurora is risin' behind us These pier lights, our carnival life forever Oh, love me tonight for I may never see you again Hey, Sandy, girl My, my baby Now the greasers, ah, they tramp the streets Or get busted for sleeping on the beach all night Them boys in their high heels Ah, Sandy, their skins are so white And me, I just got tired of hangin' in them dusty arcades Bangin' them pleasure machines Chasin' the factory girls underneath the boardwalk Where they all promise to unsnap their jeans And you know that tilt-a-whirl Down on the South Beach drag? I got on it last night and my shirt got caught And they kept me spinnin', babe Didn't think I'd ever get off Oh, Sandy, the aurora is risin' behind us This pier lights, our carnival life on the water Runnin', laughin' 'neath the boardwalk Ah, with the boss's daughter Ah, remember, Sandy, girl My, my, my, my, my baby Sandy That waitress I was seein' lost her desire for me I spoke with her last night She said she won't set herself on fire for me anymore She worked that joint under the boardwalk She was always the girl you saw Boppin' down the beach with the radio The kids say last night she was dressed like a star In one of them cheap little seaside bars And I saw her parked with lover boy out on the Kokomo Did you hear the cops finally busted Madame Marie For tellin' fortunes better than they do? For me, this boardwalk life's through, babe You ought to quit this scene, too Sandy, the aurora is rising behind us This pier lights, our carnival life forever Oh, love me tonight and I promise I'll love you forever Oh, I mean it, Sandy, girl My, my, my, my, my baby Yeah, I promise, Sandy, girl Sha-la-la-la-la, baby
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