“Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy,
Out in the back seat of my '60 Chevy.
Workin' on mysteries without any clues,
Workin' on our night moves.
Tryin' to make some front page drive-in news,
Workin' on our night moves.”

—  Bob Seger

Night Moves.
Song lyrics, Night Moves (1976)

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