G.t.o. lyrics

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

Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GTO)
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa
(Yeah, yeah, little GTO)
Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GTO)
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa
(Yeah, yeah, little GTO)
Wa-wa (Ah, little GTO)
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 gazers and the rail jobs,
Really drives 'em y-ee-eye-ild
C'mon and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO

Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GTO)
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa
(Yeah, yeah, little GTO)
Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GTO)
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa
(Yeah, yeah, little GTO)
Wa-wa (Ahhh, little GTO)
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa

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)