G.T.O. Lyrics

Written by: John Wilkins
#4 Aug '64 Hot 100

Little GTO, youre 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
Cmon and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO
Wa-wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa

Wa-wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa

Wa-wa wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa

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
Cmon and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO
Wa-wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa

Wa-wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa

Wa-wa wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa

MIXTURE
Gonna save all my money and buy a GTO turnin it on,
blowin it out
Get a helmet and a roll bar and Ill be ready to go
turnin
it on, blowin it out
Take it out to Pomona and let em know turnin it on,
blowin it out, yeah, yeah
That Im the coolest thing around
Little buddy, gonna shut you down
When I turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO
Wa-wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa

Wa-wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa

Wa-wa wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa