David Bowie - Rebel Rebel (Live 2002)

You’ve got your mother in a whirl <br />She’s not sure if you’re a boy or a girl <br /><br />Hey babe, your hair’s alright <br />Hey babe, let’s go out tonight <br />You like me, and I like it all <br />We like dancing and we look divine <br />You love bands when they’re playing hard <br />You want more and you want it fast <br />They put you down, they say I’m wrong <br />You tacky thing, you put them on <br /><br />CHORUS <br />Rebel Rebel, you’ve torn your dress <br />Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess <br />Rebel Rebel, how could they know? <br />Hot tramp, I love you so! <br /><br />Don’t ya? <br /><br />CHORUS <br /><br />You’ve torn your dress, your face is a mess <br />You can’t get enough, but enough ain’t the test <br />You’ve got your transmission and your live wire <br />You got your cue line and a handful of ludes <br />You wanna be there when they count up the dudes <br />And I love your dress <br />You’re a juvenile success <br />Because your face is a mess <br />So how could they know? <br />I said, how could they know? <br /><br />So what you wanna know Calamity’s child, <br />Where’d you wanna go? <br />What can I do for you? Looks like you’ve been there too <br />‘Cause you’ve torn your dress <br />And your face is a mess <br />Ooo, your face is a mess <br />Ooo, ooo, so how could they know? <br />Eh, eh, how could they know?