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 sixty 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
Mmmm!
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
Mmm
And it was summertime
Mmmm
Sweet summertime
summertime
And ooh
The wonder
We felt the lightning
Yeah 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 nineteen sixty-two
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
Mmmm
Night moves
Ooh-ooh
Night moves
Night moves
Night moves
yeah
Night moves
Night moves
I sure remember the
night moves
Night moves
The night moves
Night moves
I remember, I remember
I remember, I remember
Night moves
Night moves