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Night Moves

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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 seat of 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 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 And it was summertime And oh the wonder We felt the lightning And we waited on the thunder Waited on the thunder I awoke last night to the sound of thunder How far off I sat 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