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 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