"Rebel Rebel" (Bowie (David)) Retour

intro riff (arranged for one guitar):
   (D)     (E)
E-----0-----0--0------------
B-------3-2-0--0----2-0-----
G-----------1--1--------1---
D---0-ring--2--2--2-------2-
A-----------2--2------------
E-----------0--0------------
4x

continue riff:
D             E
  Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo
| D | E |
D             E
  Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo
| D | E |
verse 1:
D                 E
  Got your mother in a whirl ('cause)
D                            E
  She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
D                 E
  Hey, babe, your hair's alright
D                  E
  Hey, babe, let's go out (stay) tonight
D                    E
  You like me, and I like it all
D                         E
  We like dancing, and we look divine
D                          E
  You love bands when they play it hard
D                        E
  You want more, and you want it fast
A                  D
  Put you down and say I'm wrong,
Bm                     E
  You tacky thing, you put them on

chorus (with riff):
D                     E
  Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress
D                   E
  Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess
D                  E
  Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
D (ring)    E (ring)
  Hot tramp, I love you so!

postchorus riff (same as intro, just add bent G note):
       (D)     (E)
E---------0-----0--0------------
B-----------3-2-0--0----2-0-----
G---------------1--1--------1---
D-------0-ring--2--2--2-------2-
A---------------2--2------------
E---3~----------0--0------------
    (1st time)
Don't you?
2x

D             E
  Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo
| D | E |

repeat verse 1

chorus

postchorus riff

Don't you?

Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo

chorus (except ends : I love you so much!)

postchorus riff

coda w/verse chords and riff:
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
Got your cue lines and a handful of ludes
You wanna be there when they count out 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?
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, ooo, your face is a mess
Ooo, ooo, so how could they know?
How could they know?

end on D (ring)