He stays up all night 
giving all his time 
tohis G.T.O. 
I don't know why I hang around, 
I guess I love him so 
We go on the strip, 
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 
if he loves me or just his G.T.O. 

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.?