David Bowie

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D                     E
You've got your mother in a whirl
D                           E
She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
D               E
Hey babe, your hair's alright
D                E
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

A                        D
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
Bm                    E
You tacky thing, you put them on

Chorus:
D                    E
Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress
D                  E
Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess
D                 E
Rebel Rebel, how could they know
D             E
Hot tramp, I love you so

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 stay 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

chorus (x2)

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, chi-chi, chi-chi

Where'd you wanna go?
What can I do for you? Looks like
I've been there too
'Cause you've torn your dress

And your face is a mess
Ooh, your face is a mess
Ooh, ooh, so how could they know?
Ah, ah, how could they know?
Ah, ah