Текст песни My Mighty G.T.O. - Dean , Jan
Hold
on
G.T.O.
When
your
engine's
hot
And
your
foot
hollers
drag
Get
your
wheels
on
the
line
Cause
you
won't
run
sick
Hold
your
clutch
down
tight
Rev
it
up
to
go
You're
about
to
do
business
With
my
mighty
G.T.O.
Go,
go,
go
G.T.O.
There's
no
match
Cause
I
can't
catch
My
G.T.O.
Go,
go,
go
G.T.O.
On
the
way
to
the
strip
You
know
shows
lost
of
style
And
nobody
takes
her
In
the
quarter
mile
There's
three
parts
On
the
manifolding
Overs
in
the
hood
And
their
competition
Steering
wheel
It's
made
out
of
wood
Go,
go,
go
G.T.O.
There's
no
match
Cause
I
can't
catch
My
G.T.O.
Go,
go,
go
G.T.O.
If
you're
looking
for
a
speed
You
can
get
your
kicks
Yeah,
I
wind
her
up
to
sixty
now
I'm
four-point-six
The
Stingrays
and
the
Corvettes
Never
even
show
Cause
none
of
them
can
catch
me
In
my
mighty
G.T.O.
Go,
go,
go
G.T.O.
There's
no
match
Cause
I
can't
catch
My
G.T.O.
Go,
go,
go
G.T.O.
Rev
her
up
and
go
Go,
go,
go
G.T.O.
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