Night Moves - Bob Seger

i was a little too tall could have used a few pounds

tight pants points hardly reknown

she was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes

points on her own settin way up high

way up firm and high

out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy

out in the backseat of my sixty chevy

workin on mysteries without any clues

workin on our night moves

tryin to make some frontpage drive-in news

workin on the night moves

in the summertime

mmm 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 backrooms, and alleys, or the trusty woods

I used her, she used me, but neither one cared

we were gettin our share

workin on our night moves

tryin to lose the awkward teenage blues

workin on our night moves

mmm and it was summertime

mmm sweet summertime summertime

ohhh

wonderin

felt the lightning yeah

and we waited on on the thunder

waited on the thunder

i woke last night to the sound of thunder

how far off i sat and wondered

started humming a song from nineteen sixty two

aint it funny how the night moves

when just dont seem to have as much to lose

strange how the night moves

with autumn closing in

mmm

night moves

mmmm

night moves

yeah

i remember

oh sure remember the night moves

aint it funny how you remember

aint it funny how you remember

i remember i remember i remember i remember

oooohh ohh ohh

and we were workin

workin and practicin

workin and practicin all of the night moves

night moves

ooooh i remember

yeah yeahi remember

lord i remember lord i rememeber