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Rebel Rebel
Sting 21508
 
    
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Rebel Rebel
 
Sting 21508
 


ID: 16029
   Vocal  

TypeSinging Call
WEB SITE www.stingproductions.co.uk
Label information
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Copies1
Vic's Rating0 (not rated)
Bpm 
Duration 
MediaMP3
Artist(s)

Stefan Sidholm
Cue Sheet

OPENER    Mainstream

Sides face grand square
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

Allemande left your corner lady and weave
Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel Rebel

Swing and promenade
Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
Hot dog, I love you so!


FIGURE    Mainstream, corner progression

Heads promenade halfway around
Down the middle and now pass the ocean one time
Extend, swing thru tonight
Spin the top, do the right & left thru
Flutter wheel go walking around, sweep 1/4
Swing the corner, promenade
Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
Hot dog, I love you so!


MIDDLE BREAK    Mainstream

Sides face grand square
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard

Allemande left your corner lady and weave
Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress
Swing and promenade, your face is a mess
Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
Hot dog, I love you so!


CLOSER    Basic

Four boys promenade a walking along
Get back home swing your girl one time
Join hands circle to the left in a ring
Allemande left your corner lady and weave
Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
Hot dog, I love you so!


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Hot dog, I love you so!
 
Lyrics

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Rebel Rebel
 
 

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!

Don't ya?

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 stay 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!

Don't ya?

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!

Don't ya?

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?

So what you wanna know Calamity's 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
Ooo, your face is a mess
Ooo, ooo, so how could they know?
Eh, eh, how could they know?

Lyrics by David Bowie.
Recorded by David Bowie.
 

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