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

Cruising and playing the radio
With no particular place to go
Riding along in my automobile
I was anxious to tell her the way I feel,
So I told her softly and sincere,
And she leaned and whispered in my ear
Cuddling more and driving slow,
With no particular place to go
No particular place to go,
So we parked way out on the Kokomo
The night was young and the moon was bold
So we both decided to take a stroll
Can you imagine 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
Cruising and playing the radio
With no particular place to go