He stays up all night
giving all his time
to his G.T.O.

I don't know why I hang around,
I guess I love him so
We go on the street,

everybody stares
as we cruise the line
It's such fun to be hip,

but I want more from
this guy of mine
But he won't talk about

making me happy
but what can I do?


He's got a big red G.T.O.
everywhere we go
the G.T.O. must go ...

But I wonder if he'll ever know

He's in love alright, no one else

touches his pride and joy
Though it hurts inside I'm gonna keep
holding on to that boy

But he won't talk about
going steady,
he's in love already!


I'd never think about leaving my baby,
'cause I'm not a fool

he's got a big red G.T.O.,
everywhere we go
the G.T.O. must go

But I wonder if
he'll ever know
if he loves me, does he love me

Does he love me or just his G.T.O.?