Got your mother in a whirl
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Got your mother in a whirl 'cause
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She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
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Hey, babe, your hairs alright
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Hey, babe, lets go out tonight
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You like me, and I like it all
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We like dancing, and we look divine
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You love bands when they play it hard
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You want more, and you want it first
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Put you down, say I'm wrong
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You tacky thing, you put them on
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Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress
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Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess
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Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
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Hot tramp, I love you so!
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Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
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(1st verse) (chorus)
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Don't ya?
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Ow
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Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
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Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
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Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress
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Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess
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Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
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I love you so much!
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You've torn your dress, your face is a mess
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You can't get enough, but enough ain't the test
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You've got transmission and a live wire
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Got your cue lines and a handful of ludes
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You wanna be there when they count up the dues
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And I love your dress
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You're a juvenile success
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Because your face is a mess
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So how could they know?
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I said, how could they know?
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To what you wanna know
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Calamitys child, chi-chile, chi-chile
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Where'd you wanna go?
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Can I do for you? Looks like you've been there too
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'Cause you've torn your dress
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And your face is a mess
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Ooo, ooo, your face is a mess
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Ooo, ooo, so how could they know?
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How could they know? Ha
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Ha-ha
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Rebel Rebel
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| Duran Duran |
