No Particular Place to Go

Riding along in my automobile My baby beside me at the wheel I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile my curiosity running wild crusin' and playin' the radio with no particular place to go Riding along in my automobile I's anxious to tell her the way I feel So I told her softly and sincere and she leaned and whispered in my ear cuddlin' more and drivin' slow with no particular place to go No particular place to go So we parked way out on ko-ko-mo The night was young and the moon was gold So we both decided to take a stroll Can you image the way I felt I couldn't unfasten her safety belt Riding along in my calaboose Still trying to get her belt a-loose all the way home I held a grudge for the safety belt that wouldn't budge Crusin' and playing the radio with no particular place to go