Rebel, Rebel Songtext
von David Bowie
Rebel, Rebel Songtext
You′ve got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you′re a boy or a girl
Hey baby, 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 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
You′ve got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you′re a boy or a girl
Hey baby, 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 fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on, you′re
Rebel, rebel, you′ve torn your dress
Rebel, rebel, your face is a mess, you're
Rebel, rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
You′ve got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you′re a boy or a girl
Hey baby, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let′s stay out tonight
Stay out tonight
Stay out tonight
She's not sure if you′re a boy or a girl
Hey baby, 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 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
You′ve got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you′re a boy or a girl
Hey baby, 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 fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on, you′re
Rebel, rebel, you′ve torn your dress
Rebel, rebel, your face is a mess, you're
Rebel, rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
You′ve got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you′re a boy or a girl
Hey baby, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let′s stay out tonight
Stay out tonight
Stay out tonight
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