Night Moves
Bob Seger"Night Moves" is a song by Bob Seger, released in 1978 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:17 long and contains 38 lines and 239 words.
Lyrics
0:08I was a little too tall
0:09Could've used a few pounds
0:12Tight pants points hardly reknown
0:16She was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes
0:20And points all her own sitting way up high
0:29Way up firm and high
0:32Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
0:36Out in the back seat of my '60chevy
0:40Workin' on mysteries without any clues
0:47Workin' on our night moves
0:51Tryin' to make some front page drive-in news
0:55Workin' on our night moves
1:01In the summertime
1:08In the sweet summertime
1:16We weren't in love oh no far from it
1:20We weren't searchin' for some pie in the sky summit
1:24We were just young and restless and bored
1:28Livin' by the sword
1:33And we'd steal away every chance we could
1:36To the backroom to the alley or the trusty woods
1:40I used her she used me
1:41But neither one cared
1:44We were gettin' our share
1:47Workin' on our night moves
1:51Tryin' to lose the awkward teenage blues
1:55Workin' on our night moves
2:01And it was summertime
2:05And oh the wonder
2:08We felt the lightning
2:25And we waited on the thunder
2:31Waited on the thunder
2:35I awoke last night to the sound of thunder
2:43How far off I sat and wondered
2:47Started humming a song from 1962
2:57Ain't it funny how the night moves
3:06When you just don't seem to have as much to lose
3:14Strange how the night moves
3:17With autumn closing in
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 '60chevy 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
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