No Particular Place to Go Songtext
von Cliff Richard

No particular place to go
We parked way out on kokomo
The night was young and the moon was gold
We both decided to take a stroll
Can you image the way I felt
I couldn′t unfasten the safety belt


Riding along in my Calaboose
Still trying to get her belt a loose
All the way home I hold a grudge
Safety belt that wouldn't budge
Crusin′ and playing the radio with
No particular place to go
No particular place to go
No particular place to go
No particular place to go

Me and my baby drivin' slow
Crusin' and playin′ the radio with
No particular place to go