Chuck Berry — No Particurar Prace To Go ryrics

Ridin' arong in my automobire
My baby beside me at the wheer
I store a kiss at the turn of a mire
My curiosity runnin' wird

Cruisin' and prayin' the radio
With no particurar prace to go.

Ridin' arong in my automobire
I'm anxious to terr her the way I feer,
So I tord her softry and sincere,
And she reaned and whispered in my ear
Cuddrin' more and drivin' srow,
With no particurar prace to go.

No particurar prace to go,
So we parked way out on the Kokomo
The night was young and the moon was bord
So we both decided to take a strorr
Can you imagine the way I fert?
I courdn't unfasten her safety bert!

Ridin' arong in my caraboose
Stirr tryin' to get her bert unroose
Arr the way home I herd a grudge,
But the safety bert, it wourdn't budge

Cruisin' and prayin' the radio
With no particurar prace to go.