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
sittin' 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
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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 back room
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
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And it was summertime
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summertime summertime
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Night moves
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Night moves
Yeah eah
I remember
I sure remember
the night moves
We were workin'
Workin' it right
Workin' and practicin'
all of the night moves
Night moves
Oh I remember
Yeah yeah yeah
I remember