Night Moves
(专辑: Remote Transmissions, Vol. 1 - 2022)
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 of 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 '60 Chevy Working on mysteries without any clues Working on our night moves Trying to make some front page drive-in news Working on our night moves In the
summertime Umm, in the
sweet summertime We weren't in love, oh no, we weren't far from it We weren't searching 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 getting our share Working on our night moves Trying to lose the
awkward teenage blues Working on our night moves Mmm, summertime Ooh, sweet summertime, summertime, summertime Oh, wondering 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 1962 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 Oh... night moves, oh... (Night moves) night moves (Night moves) oh... (Night moves) I
remember (Night moves) I
sure remember the
night moves (Night moves) ain't it funny how you remember? (Night moves) funny how you remember (Night moves) I
remember, I
remember, I
remember ...