
No Particular Place To Go - Live In Boston, Massachusetts / 1982
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Ridin' along in my automobile
My baby beside me at the wheel
I stole a kiss to turn up her mind
And my curiosity running wild
Cruisin' and playin' the radio
With no particular place to go
Ridin' along in my automobile
I maxed out the way I feel
So I told her softly and sincere
She leaned in, whispered in my ear
Cuddlin' more, ridin' slow
With no particular place to go
No particular place to go
So we got down by the Kokomo
The night was young, the moon was gold
And we both decided to take a stroll
Can you imagine the way I felt?
I couldn't unfasten her safety belt
Ridin' along in my calaboose
Still tryin' to get that belt loose
All the way home, I held a grudge
For a safety belt that wouldn't budge
Cuddlin' more, ridin' slow
With no particular place to go
No particular place to go
So we parked out by the Kokomo
Now the night was young, the moon was gold
And my baby said, "Georgie, we goin' for a stroll"
Can you imagine the way I felt?
I couldn't unfasten her safety belt
Ridin' along in my calaboose
Still drinkin' that Boston juice
All the way home, I held a grudge
For a safety belt that wouldn't budge
Cruisin' and playin' the radio
(With no particular place to go)




































