BOB SEGER - NIGHT MOVES Lyrics

I was a little too tallCould've used a few poundsTight pants points hardly reknownShe was a black-haired beautyWith big dark eyesAnd points all her Own sitting way up highWay up firm and highOut past the cornfields Where the woods got heavyOut in the back seat Of my '60 ChevyWorkin' on mysteries Without any cluesWorkin' on our night movesTryin' to make some Front page drive-in newsWorkin' on our night movesIn the summertimeIn the sweet summertimeWe weren't in loveOh no, far from itWe weren't searchin' For some pie in the sky summitWe were just young And restless and boredLivin' by the swordAnd we'd steal away Every chance we couldTo the backroom, to the alleyOr the trusty woodsI used her, she used meBut neither one caredWe were gettin' our shareWorkin' on our night movesTryin' to lose The awkward teenage bluesWorkin' on our night movesAnd it was summertimeAnd oh the wonderWe felt the lightningAnd we waited on the thunderWaited on the thunderI awoke last night To the sound of thunderHow far off I sat and wonderedStarted humming a song from 1962Ain't it funny how the night movesWhen you just don't seem To have as much to loseStrange how the night movesWith autumn closing in