Night Moves

(专辑： Remote Transmissions, Vol. 1 - 2022)

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 of 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
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
Umm, in the sweet summertime

We weren't in love, oh no, we weren't far from it
We weren't 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
To the backroom, to the alley or the trusty 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

Mmm, summertime
Ooh, sweet summertime, summertime, summertime

Oh, wondering
Felt the lightning, yeah
Waited 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 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

Oh... night moves, oh...

(Night moves) night moves
(Night moves) oh...
(Night moves) I remember
(Night moves) I sure remember the night moves
(Night moves) ain't it funny how you remember?
(Night moves) funny how you remember
(Night moves) I remember, I remember, I remember
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