"G.T.O." as written by and Stock/aitken/waterman....
Little GTO
You're really lookin' fine
Three deuces and a four-speed
And a three-eighty-nine
Listen to her tachin' up now
Listen to her whine
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
Aaah, 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 wild
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
Aaah, little GTO

Gonna save all my money
And buy a GTO (turnin' it on blowin' it out)
Get a helmet and a roll bar
And I'll be ready to go (turnin' it on, blowin' it out)
Take it out to Pomona
And let 'em know, yeah yeah (turnin' it on blowin' it out)
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
Aaah, little GTO


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"G.T.O." as written by John Buck Wilkin

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