Night Moves

I was a little too tall

Could've used a few pounds

Tight pants points, hardly renowned

She was  a black haired beauty with big dark eyes

And points all her own sitting way up high

Way up firm and high

Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy

Out in the backseat of my '60 Chevy

Working on mysteries without any clues

Working on our night moves

Trying to make some front page drive in news

Working on our night moves

In the summertime

Oh, in the sweet summertime

We weren't in love, oh no, far from it

We were searching for some pie in the sky summit

We were just young and restless and bored

Living by the sword

And we'd steal away every chance we could

The backroom, alley, trusted woods

I used her, she used me

But neither one cared

We were getting our share

Working on our night moves

Trying to lose the awkward teenage blues

Working on our night moves

In the summertime

Oh, in the sweet summertime, summertime

Oh the wonder

We felt the lightning

Yeah, waited on the thunder

Waited on the thunder

Awoke last night to the sound of thunder

How far off I saw and wondered

Started humming a song from 1962

Ain't it funny how the night moves

When you just don't seem to have as much to lose

Strange how the night moves

With autumn closing in

Ooh, night moves

Night moves

Night moves

Yeah, night moves

Remember, night moves

Show the woman your night moves

Night moves

Ain't it funny how you remembered

Night moves

Funny how you remembered

Night moves

I remember, I remember, I remember, I remember

Night moves

Oh, night moves

Been working

Been working nights

Working and practicing

For the night moves

Night moves

Night moves

I remember, yeah, yeah, yeah

I remember, ohh, night moves

I remember, Lord, I remember

Lord, I remember

Oh, oh

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Woah, woah, I remember, I remember