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
Crusin' and playin' the radio,
with no particular place to go
Riding along in my automobile,
I's 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 ko-ko-mo
The night was young and the moon was gold,
so we both decided to take a stroll
Can you image 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
Crusin' and playing the radio,
with no particular place to go