Bob Seger - Night Moves |
Night Moves
Bob Seger i was a little too tall could have used a few pounds tight pants points hollerin out she was black haired beauty with big dark eyes points all her own settin way up high way up firm and high out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy out in the backseat of my sixty chevy workin on mysteries without any clues workin on the night moves tryin to make some frontpage drivein news workin on the night moves in the summertime mmm in the sweet summertime we werent in love, oh no far from it we werent out searchin for that pie in the sky summit she was just young and restless and bored livin by the sword and we'd steal away every chance we could to the backrooms, the allies, or the trusty woods I used her she used me but neither on cared we were gettin our share workin on the nightmoves tryin to lose the awkward teenage blues workin on the nightmoves mmm and it was summertime mmm sweet summertime summertime ohhh wonderin felt the lightnin yeah and we waited on on the thunder waited on the thunder i woke last night to the sound of thunder how far off i sat and wondered started hummin a song from nineteen sixty two aint it funny how the night moves when just dont seem to have as much to lose strange how the nightmoves with autumn closin in mmm night moves mmmm night moves yeah i remember oh sure remember the night moves aint it funny how you remember aint it funny how you remember i remember i remember i remember i remember oooohh ohh ohh and we were workin workin and practicin workin and practicin all of the nigtmoves nigtmoves ooooh i remember yeah yeahi remember lord i remember lord i rememeber |