No Particular Place To Go

(Album: The Troggs - 1975)

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 my radio
With no particular place to go.

Riding along in my automobile
I'm anxious to tell her the way I feel
With words soft and clear
She leaned and whispered in my ear
Cuddling hard and driving slow
With no particular place to go, ah.

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 ?
When I couldn't unfasten her safety belt.

Riding along in my calaboose
Still trying to get her belt unloose
All the way home I held a grudge
The safety belt just wouldn't budge
Cruising and playing the radio
With no particular place to go.