The Silver Bullet Band、Bob Seger - Night Moves
Written by:Bob Seger
Composed by:Seger
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 searching 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
Night moves
Night moves
Night moves
Night moves
Night moves
Night moves
Shall we have another night moves
Night moves
Wake and reckon
Wake and reckon
Night moves
Wake and reckon so
Night moves
Night moves
Night moves
Night moves
Yeah yeah oh no
Night moves
Oh no no no no