G.T.O. — текст песни (Sinitta)

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.?