David Bowie Rebel Rebel

Tom: A That riff D E You've got your mother in a whirl She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl Hey babe your hairs 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 fast A D Bm E They put you down they say I'm wrong You tacky thing you put them on D E Rebel Rebel you've torn you're dress Rebel Rebel you're face is a mess Rebel Rebel how could they know? D (Hold chord) E (hold chord open D note & back to riff) Hot tramp I love you so D E 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 dues D E -------- (Persistindo no riff) 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? D E So what you wanna know Calamity's child, chi-chile, chi-chile 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 Ooo, your face is a mess Ooo, ooo, so how could they know? Eh, eh, how could they know? Eh, eh