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 dancin' and we look divine

You love bands when they're playin' 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 '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 dancin' and we look divine
You love bands when they're playin' 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 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?
Rebel, rebel

So what you wanna know?

Calamity's child, child, chi-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

Ohh your face is a mess

Ohh, ohh so how could they know?

Eh, eh how could they know?