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 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 '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, Ooh
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
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 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
Mmm, sweet summertime, summertime
Oh, the wonder
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 One Thousand Nine Hundred 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 closin' in
Mmm, night moves, mmm
Night moves
Yeah
Moves
Ah, sure remember the night moves
Ain't it funny how you remember?
Funny how you remember
I remember, I remember, I remember, I remember
Ohh, ohh, oh
We were working, working, and practicing
Working and practicing
Oh, for the night moves, night moves
Oh
I remember, yeah, yeah, yeah
I remember, ooh
I remember, Lord, I remember
Lord, I remember, huh, huh
Ooh, ooh
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh huh, uh huh
I remember, I remember