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 play it hard
You want more and you want it first.

Put you down, say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on.

Refrein:
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!

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 play it hard
You want more and you want it first.

Put you down, say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on.

Refrein.

Don't ya?

Refrein.

You've torn your dress, your face is a mess
You can't get enough, but enough ain't the test
You've got transmission and a live wire
You got your cue lines and a handful of ludes.

You wanna be there when they count up the dues
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?
To what you wanna know
Calamity's child, chi-chile, chi-chile, where'd you wanna go?

Can I do for you? Looks like you've been there too
Cause you've torn your dress
And your face is a mess
Oooh, oooh, your face is a mess.

Oooh, oooh, so how could they know?
How could they know?