[00:13.171]I was a little too tall
[00:18.087]Could've used a few pounds
[00:22.278]Tight pants points hardly reknown
[00:30.298]She was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes
[00:32.731]And points all her own sitting way up high
[00:34.945]Way up firm and high
[00:37.416]Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
[00:41.318]Out in the back seat of my '60 chevy
[00:43.482]Workin' on mysteries without any clues
[00:44.954]Workin' on our night moves
[00:46.662]Tryin' to make some front page drive-in news
[00:53.849]Workin' on our night moves
[01:01.620]In the summertime
[01:08.716]In the sweet summertime
[01:12.626]We weren't in love, oh no, far from it
[01:20.706]We weren't searchin' for some pie in the sky summit
[01:29.120]We were just young and restless and bored
[01:37.848]Livin' by the sword
[01:44.172]And we'd steal away every chance we could
[01:51.201]To the backroom, to the alley or the trusty woods
[01:57.952]I used her, she used me
[02:02.097]But neither one cared
[02:06.891]We were gettin' our share
[02:12.016]Workin' on our night moves
[02:17.704]Tryin' to lose the awkward teenage blues
[02:23.328]Workin' on our night moves
[02:30.569]And it was summertime
[02:37.365]And oh the wonder
[02:42.118]We felt the lightning
[02:45.651]And we waited on the thunder
[02:52.552]Waited on the thunder
[02:56.682]I awoke last night to the sound of thunder
[02:59.575]How far off i sat and wondered
[03:02.483]Started humming a song from 1962
[03:11.059]Ain't it funny how the night moves
[03:24.468]When you just don't seem to have as much to lose
[03:31.359]Strange how the night moves
[03:40.567]With autumn closing in

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 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
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
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 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
And it was summertime
And oh the wonder
We felt the lightning
And we waited on the thunder
Waited on the thunder
I awoke 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