I dream of 1969.
The GTO is red.
A blonde is behind the wheel.
Her skin white.
Untouched by summer.
Spring on a highway heading south
Florida in the distance.
Her hand shifts to fourth.
Her foot presses on the accelerator.
Faster faster.
Go GTO go.
Her name is Dee Dee.
She has too much speed for me
Even in my dreams at the age of 59.
Go GTO go.