Little G.T.O.

Little GTO, you're really lookin' fine
Three deuces and a four-speed and a 389
Listen to her tachin' up now, listen to her why-ee-eye-ine
C'mon and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO

Yeah yeah little GTO

Yeah yeah little GTO

Yeah yeah little GTO

Yeah yeah little GTO

Yeah aaaa  little GTO

You oughta see her on a road course or a quarter mile
This little modified Pon-Pon has got plenty of style
She beats the gassers and the rail jobs, really drives 'em why-ee-eye-ild
C'mon and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO

Yeah yeah little GTO

Yeah yeah little GTO

Yeah yeah little GTO

Yeah yeah little GTO

Yeah aaaa  little GTO

Gonna save all my money

(turnin' it on, blowin' it out) and buy a GTO

(turnin' it on, blowin' it out)
Get a helmet and a roll bar

 (turnin' it on, blowin' it out) and I'll be ready to go

(turnin' it on, blowin' it out)
Take it out to Pomona

(turnin' it on, blowin' it out) and let 'em know

(turnin' it on, blowin' it out), yeah, yeah
That I'm the coolest thing around
Little buddy, gonna shut you down
When I turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO

Yeah yeah little GTO

Yeah yeah little GTO

Yeah yeah little GTO

Yeah yeah little GTO

Yeah my  little GTO 

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