Luyện nghe bài hát Night Moves

I was a little too
Could've used a few
Tight pants, points, renowned
She was a black-haired beauty with big eyes
And points all her own way up high
Way up firm and

Out past the cornfields the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my '60
Workin' on mysteries any clues
Workin' on our night
Tryin' to make some front page drive-in
on our night moves
In the
In the sweet

We weren't in love, oh no, far it
We weren't searchin' for pie in the sky summit
We just young and restless and bored
by the sword
And we'd steal every chance we could
To the backroom, to the alley or the trusty
I her, she used me
But one cared
We were our share
Workin' on our moves
Tryin' to lose the teenage blues
Workin' on our night
And it was
Sweet, summertime,

And oh the
Felt the lightning,
And on the thunder
Waited on the

I woke last night to the of thunder
How far off I sat and
hummin' a song from 1962
Ain't it how the night moves
When you just don't seem to have as much to
how the night moves
With closin' in

night
mm (night moves)
moves (night moves)
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I (night moves)
Ah sure the night moves (night moves)
it funny how you remember (night moves)
Funny how you (night moves)
I remember I remember I I remember (night moves)
oooohh ohh
and we were
and practicin (night moves)
workin and practicin (night moves) all of the night
night (night moves)
ooooh (night moves) I
yeah yeah (night moves) I remember
oooo (night moves) I
lord I remember I remember
ohh ho
oooo
oh yeah, yeah,
uh huh, uh huh
I remember, I