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

Yeah, workin' on our night moves
Trying' to make some front page drive-in news
Workin' on our night moves
In the summertime
And oh the wonder
Felt the lightning
Yeah, we waited on the thundеr
We waited on the thundеr

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

Mmm, night moves (yeah)
Night moves (oh, yeah)
Night moves (I remember)
Night moves (we were practicing the night moves)
Night moves (ooh yeah)
Night moves (ooh remember)

Lord, I remember (night moves)
Lord, I remember
Ooh
Ooh, yeah yeah
Uh huh, uh huh
I remember, I remember