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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.

It Makes Me Sad When I See Artists Who Come Alive When They Go Onstage, Because, Gee, I Really Come Alive When I'm Home.

Sexuality And Where It Is Going Is An Extraordinary Question, For I Don't See It Going Anywhere. It Is With Me, And That's It.

Illusion I Will Be, For I've Never Been A Sinner.

The People Who Don't Know So Much About Me Regard Me More Sexually.