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I was a little too tall |
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Could've used a few pounds |
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Tight pants points hardly reknown |
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She was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes |
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And points all her own sitting way up high |
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Way up firm and high |
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Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy |
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Out in the back seat of my '60 chevy |
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Workin' on mysteries without any clues |
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Workin' on our night moves |
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Tryin' to make some front page drive-in news |
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Workin' on our night moves |
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In the summertime |
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In the sweet summertime |
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We weren't in love, oh no, far from it |
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We weren't searchin' for some pie in the sky summit |
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We were just young and restless and bored |
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Livin' by the sword |
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And we'd steal away every chance we could |
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To the backroom, to the alley or the trusty woods |
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I used her, she used me |
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But neither one cared |
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We were gettin' our share |
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Workin' on our night moves |
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Tryin' to lose the awkward teenage blues |
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Workin' on our night moves |
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And it was summertime |
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And oh the wonder |
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We felt the lightning |
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And we waited on the thunder |
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Waited on the thunder |
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I awoke last night to the sound of thunder |
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How far off i sat and wondered |
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Started humming a song from 1962 |
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Ain't it funny how the night moves |
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When you just don't seem to have as much to lose |
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Strange how the night moves |
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With autumn closing in |
