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David Bowie - Best of Bowie - Rebel Rebel
Best of Bowie
Disc 1
01. Space Oddity
02. The Man Who Sold the World
03. Changes
04. Life on Mars?
05. Moonage Daydream
06. Suffragette City
07. Ziggy Stardust
08. All the Young Dudes
09. The Jean Genie
10. Panic in Detroit
11. Rebel Rebel
12. Diamond Dogs
13. Young Americans
14. Fame
15. Golden Years
16. TVC15
17. Sound and Vision
18. “Heroes”
19. D.J.
Disc 2
01. Ashes to Ashes
02. Fashion
03. Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps)
04. Under Pressure
05. Cat People (Putting Out Fire)
06. Let’s Dance
07. China Girl
08. Modern Love
09. Blue Jean
10. This Is Not America
11. Dancing in the Street
12. Absolute Beginners
13. Time Will Crawl
14. Under the God
15. Jump They Say
16. The Hearts Filthy Lesson
17. I’m Afraid of Americans (V1)
18. Thursday’s Child
19. Slow Burn
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo

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

Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo

You've got your mother in a whirl 'cause 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

Uh!
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo

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

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
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, 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
Ooh, your face is a mess
Ooh, ooh, so how could they know?
Eh, eh, how could they know?
Eh, eh