No Particular Place to Go

by Chuck Berry





Ridin' along in my automobile

My baby beside me at the wheel

I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile

My curiosity runnin' wild

Cruisin' and playin' the radio

With no particular place to go



Ridin' along in my automobile

I'se 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 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!



Ridin' along in my calaboose

Still tryin' to get her belt unloose

All the way home I held a grudge,

But the safety belt, it wouldn't budge

Cruisin' and playin' the radio

With no particular place to go





Transcribed by Rich Kulawiec, rsk@ecn.purdue.edu