Night Moves (the Voice Performance) Lyrics - Pryor Baird

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 

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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 gettin' 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 

And oh the wonder 

We felt the lightning 

And we waited on the thunder 

Waited on the thunder 

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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