<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=57391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Night Moves</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Words and music by bob seger<br>I was a little too tall<br>Couldve used a few pounds<br>Tight pants points hardly reknown<br>She was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes<br>And points all her own sitting way up high<br>Way up firm and high<br>Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy<br>Out in the back seat of my 60 chevy<br>Workin on mysteries without any clues<br>Workin on our night moves<br>Tryin to make some front page drive-in news<br>Workin on our night moves<br>In the summertime<br>In the sweet summertime<br>We werent in love, oh no, far from it<br>We werent searchin for some pie in the sky summit<br>We were just young and restless and bored<br>Livin by the sword<br>And wed steal away every chance we could<br>To the backroom, to the alley or the trusty woods<br>I used her, she used me<br>But neither one cared<br>We were gettin our share<br>Workin on our night moves<br>Tryin to lose the awkward teenage blues<br>Workin on our night moves<br>And it was summertime<br>And oh the wonder<br>We felt the lightning<br>And we waited on the thunder<br>Waited on the thunder<br>I awoke last night to the sound of thunder<br>How far off I sat and wondered<br>Started humming a song from 1962<br>Aint it funny how the night moves<br>When you just dont seem to have as much to lose<br>Strange how the night moves<br>With autumn closing in</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Bob Seger - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=57391" data-title="Night Moves" data-description="Words and music by bob seger I was a little too tall Couldve 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 cornfiel..."></div> </div> </div>

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