Counting Crows - Night Moves 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.