Bob Seger

I was a little too tall
Could've used a few pounds
Tight pants points hardly renown
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 backseat 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 getting our share
Workin on our night moves
Tryin to lose the awkward teenage blues
Workin on our night moves
And it was summertime
Sweet summertime, summertime
Ohhh, the wonder
We felt the lightning
And we waited on the thunder
Waited on the thunder
Heres that fill that no one else has tabbed yet!
Its played kinda quietly.

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
And another little fill before the last part.

Mm. Night Moves Mm.
Night Moves
Night Moves Yeah
I sure remember the night moves
In the morning, I remember.
Funny how you remember.
I remember, I remember, I remember, I remember Oh, oh, Oh
Keep it workin',
workin' and practicin'. Workin' and practicin'
all of the night moves,
Night Moves Oh.
I remember, yeah, yeah, yeah, I remember Ooh.
I remember, Lord, I remember, Lord, I remember, Oh
Ooooooooooh
Oh Yeah
Uh huh
Uh huh
I remember, I remember