Night Moves by Counting Crows Lyrics

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
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 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 back-room, to the alley, to the trusty woods
I used her she used me but neither one cared
We were getting our share
Workin' on our night moves
Trying to lose the awkward teenage blues
Workin' on out night moves
In the summertime
In the sweet summertime, summertime

And oh the wonder, we felt the lightning
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 tune 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

Ain't it strange, ain't it strange
Ain't it strange how the night moves
Ain't it strange, ain't it strange
Ain't it strange how the night moves, oh yeah
I been, I been workin' now (night moves)
Oh I been workin' on the night moves, oh yeah
I remember (night moves) ni-ni-ni-ni-night moves
Oh I been workin' on the night moves, oh
I remember oh, night moves
I been workin' on the (night moves) night moves
Workin' and practicin' oh on the night moves, yeah
Well oh, I remember, I remember, I remember, I remember
Oh night moves
Oh I remember the night moves