Night Moves
I was a little too tall
Could've used a few pounds
Tight pants points hardly reknown
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 back seatOf my '60 Chevy
Workin' on mysteries
Without any clues
Workin' on our night moves
Tryin' to make some
Front page drive-in news
Workin' on our night moves
In the summertime
In the sweet summertime
We weren't in love
Oh no, far from it
We weren't searchin'
For some pie in the sky summit
We were just young
And restless and bored
Livin' by the sword
And we'd steal away
Every chance we could
To the backroom, to the alley
Or the trusty woodsI used her, she used me
But neither one cared
We were gettin' our share
Workin' on our night moves
Tryin' to loseThe awkward teenage blues
Workin' on our night movesAnd it was summertime
And oh the wonder
We felt the lightning
And we waited on the thunder
Waited on the thunderI awoke last nightTo the sound of thunder
How far off I sat and wonderedStarted humming a song from 1962
Ain't it funny how the night movesWhen you just don't seem
To have as much to loseStrange how the night moves
With autumn closing in
Could've used a few pounds
Tight pants points hardly reknown
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 back seatOf my '60 Chevy
Workin' on mysteries
Without any clues
Workin' on our night moves
Tryin' to make some
Front page drive-in news
Workin' on our night moves
In the summertime
In the sweet summertime
We weren't in love
Oh no, far from it
We weren't searchin'
For some pie in the sky summit
We were just young
And restless and bored
Livin' by the sword
And we'd steal away
Every chance we could
To the backroom, to the alley
Or the trusty woodsI used her, she used me
But neither one cared
We were gettin' our share
Workin' on our night moves
Tryin' to loseThe awkward teenage blues
Workin' on our night movesAnd it was summertime
And oh the wonder
We felt the lightning
And we waited on the thunder
Waited on the thunderI awoke last nightTo the sound of thunder
How far off I sat and wonderedStarted humming a song from 1962
Ain't it funny how the night movesWhen you just don't seem
To have as much to loseStrange how the night moves
With autumn closing in
Credits
Writer(s): Bob Seger
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