Luyện nghe bài hát Night Moves

I was a too tall
Could've used a few
Tight pants points hardly
She was a black haired beauty with big eyes
And all her own sitting way up high
Way up and high

Out past the where the woods got heavy
Out in the back of my '60 Chevy
on mysteries without any clues
Workin' on our night
Trying' to make some front page drive-in
Workin' on our moves in the summertime
In the sweet

We in love oh no far from it
We weren't searching for pie in the sky summit
We just young and restless and bored
Living by the
And we'd steal every chance we could
To the backroom, the alley, the woods
I used her she me
But neither one
We were getting our

Workin' on our moves
Trying to lose the awkward blues
Workin' on out night
In the
And oh the
Felt the
And we waited on the
Waited on the

I last night to the sound of thunder
How far off I sat and
Started a song from 1962
it funny how the night moves
When you just seem to have as much to lose
Strange how the moves
With closing in