Night Moves
Summer Nights Unveiling Youthful Mysteries
Lyrics
I was a little too tall
I was taller than ideal
Could've used a few pounds
Could have used a bit more weight
Tight pants points hardly renown
Tight pants weren't well-known for earning points
She was a black haired beauty with big dark eyes
Describing a black-haired, beautiful woman with dark eyes
And points all her own sitting way up high
She had unique qualities, sitting prominently high
Way up firm and high
Emphasizing her firm and high position
Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Setting the scene outside cornfields in heavy woods
Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy
In the back seat of a 1960 Chevy, engaging in intimate activities
Workin' on mysteries without any clues
Pursuing mysteries without clear solutions
Workin' on our night moves
Working on romantic experiences, specifically during the night
Trying' to make some front page drive-in news
Attempting to create memorable moments, possibly for public attention
Workin' on our night moves in the summertime
Continuing to build on romantic experiences during the summer
In the sweet summertime
Reiterating the setting in the sweet summertime
We weren't in love oh no far from it
Clarifying that the relationship wasn't love, but youthful and restless
We weren't searching for some pie in the sky summit
Not pursuing unrealistic goals, just being young and adventurous
We were just young and restless and bored
Describing the state of being young, restless, and easily bored
Living by the sword
Living a daring life
And we'd steal away every chance we could
Taking every opportunity to be alone together
To the backroom, the alley, the trusty woods
Choosing hidden places for their encounters
I used her she used me
Reciprocal use without emotional attachment
But neither one cared
Neither person cared about the other's motives
We were getting our share
Both were getting their fair share
Workin' on our night moves
Continuing to build on romantic experiences during the night
Trying to lose the awkward teenage blues
Trying to overcome the challenges of teenage awkwardness
Workin' on out night moves
Continuing to build on romantic experiences during the night
In the summertime
Reiterating the setting in the summertime
And oh the wonder
Expressing the sense of wonder and excitement
Felt the lightning
Feeling the intensity, akin to lightning
And we waited on the thunder
Awaiting a significant event or revelation
Waited on the thunder
Repeating the anticipation of thunder
I woke last night to the sound of thunder
Waking up to the sound of thunder, contemplating its distance
How far off I sat and wondered
Pondering while being far away
Started humming a song from 1962
Recalling a song from 1962, reflecting on the passage of time
Ain't it funny how the night moves
Noting the irony of how night experiences change as one grows older
When you just don't seem to have as much to lose
Reflecting on how priorities shift with age and experience
Strange how the night moves
Acknowledging the peculiar nature of night experiences
With autumn closing in
Connecting the lyrics to the closing of summer, possibly symbolizing the end of a phase
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