Little G. T. O you're really lookin' fine
Three duces and a four speed
And a three eighty-nine
Listen to her jackin' up now, listen to her wine
Come on and turn it on wind it up and
Blow it ou G. T. O.

Yeah yeah little G. T. O. (Yeah yeah little G. T. O.)
Yeah yeah little G. T. O. (Yeah yeah little G. T. O.)
Yeah yeah little G. T. O.

You oughta see her on the road course
Or a quarter mile
This little modified Pon-Pon has got plenty of style
She beats the gasers and the rall-jobs
She nearly drives them wild
Come on and turn it on wind it up and
Blow it out G. T. O.

Yeah yeah little G. T. O. (Yeah yeah little G. T. O.)
Yeah yeah little G. T. O. (Yeah yeah little G. T. O.)
Yeah yeah little G. T. O.

(Yeah yeah little G. T. O...)

Gonna save all my money and buy a G. T. O.
Get a helmet and a roll-bar and I'll be ready to go
Take it out to Pamona and let 'em know, yeah, yeah, yeah
That I'm the coolest thing around
Little buddy gonna shut you down
Gonna turn it on wind it up blow it out G. T. O.

Yeah yeah little G. T. O. (Yeah yeah little G. T. O.)
Yeah yeah little G. T. O. (Yeah yeah little G. T. O.)
Yeah yeah little G. T. O.

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