NightMoves

Night Moves - Pixel Perfect

Composed by：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 back seat of my '60 chevy

Workin' on mysteries without any clues

Workin' on our night moves

Trying' to make some front page drive-in news

Practicing our night moves

In the summertime

In the sweet summertime

We weren't in love no 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 the alley the trusty woods

I used her she used me but neither one cared

We were getting our share

Practicing on our night moves

Trying to lose the awkward teenage blues

Workin' on out night moves

An I summertime

Sweet summertime summertime

An go wonder

We felt the lightning yeah

And we 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 nineteen sixty-two

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

Night moves

Night moves

Night moves yeah

Night moves

Night moves

Sure do remember those 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 I remember night moves

Night moves it's work

Working back

Night moves working and practicing

Night moves

Night moves

Night moves

Yeah I don't know

Night moves yeah

Night moves

Night moves I remember

Yeah I remember