Rebel Rebel - David Bowie
You've got your mother in a whirl
Cause 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 we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
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
Rebel Rebel you've torn your dress
Rebel Rebel your face is a mess
Rebel Rebel how could they know
Hot tramp I
You've torn your dress your face is a mess
You can't get enough but enough ain't the test
Transmission and your live wire
You got your cue line and a handful of ludes
You wanna be there when they count up the dudes
And I love your dress
You're a juvenile success
Because your face is a mess
So how could they know
I said how could they know
So what you wanna know
Calamity's child chi-chile chi-chile
Where'd you wanna go
What can I do for you Looks like you've been there too
Cause you've torn your dress
And your face is a mess
Oh your face is a mess
Oh oh so how could they know
Eh eh how could they know