Rebel, Rebel
A one and a two and a one two, ready, rock
You've got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey, babe, your hair's alright
Hey, babe, let's go out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and you look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it first
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on
Rebel, rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel, rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel, rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so
You've got your mother in a whirl
'Cause she's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Babe, your hair's alright
Hey, babe, let's stay out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
You love dancing and you look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it first
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on
Rebel, rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel, rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel, rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so
You've torn your dress, your face is a mess
You can't get enough, so you look up my dress
You've got your transmission and your live wire
You got your cue line and a handful of ludes
You wanna be there when they count up the dues
I said I love your dress
You're a juvenile success
Oh, how could they know?
Oh, how could they know?
Oh, how could they know?
You've got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey, babe, your hair's alright
Hey, babe, let's go out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and you look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it first
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on
Rebel, rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel, rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel, rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so
You've got your mother in a whirl
'Cause she's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Babe, your hair's alright
Hey, babe, let's stay out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
You love dancing and you look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it first
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on
Rebel, rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel, rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel, rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so
You've torn your dress, your face is a mess
You can't get enough, so you look up my dress
You've got your transmission and your live wire
You got your cue line and a handful of ludes
You wanna be there when they count up the dues
I said I love your dress
You're a juvenile success
Oh, how could they know?
Oh, how could they know?
Oh, how could they know?
Credits
Writer(s): David Bowie
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