Night Moves Lyrics

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 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