Текст песни Rebel Rebel, David Bowie

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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 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

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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!

Don t ya?

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You ve torn your dress, your face is a mess
You can t get enough, but enough ain t the test
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 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,
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
Ooo, your face is a mess
Ooo, ooo, so how could they know?
Eh, eh, how could they know?