Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Acro-Brats
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Bowie
Songwriter
Lyrics
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 stay out tonight
You like me and I like it all
You like 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
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo doo
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
You like 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
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
Got your transmission on your live wire
Got your cue line and a handful of ludes
You wanna be there when they count up the dudes
I said I love your dress
You're a juvenile success
Oh, how could they know?
Oh, how could they know?
How could they know?
Writer(s): David Bowie
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