Johnny's got a car, he likes to drive it fast
People stop and stair when he goes flyin' past
Got a leather jacket and his hair combed back
Got himself a Chevy that he painted primer black

Yeah, he's a rebel, rebel

Johnny's got a girl, she wears a pretty dress
Looks like Bettie Page, baby, more or less
They go out driving on a California night
Sometimes Johnny wants to rumble and fight

'Cause he's a rebel, rebel, a rebel, rebel

Sometimes he's got to go out
Sometimes he's got to fight
Sometimes he's got to go out
On a California night

He's a rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel

Pabst blue ribbon and a cigarette
Remember the days that will never forget
Got it tattooed into his skin
Born to loose and long live the king
He's a rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel

Sometimes he wants to rumble
Sometimes he wants to fight
Sometimes he's got to go out
On a California night

'Cause he's a rebel, rebel, a rebel, rebel

Johnny's got a wife and kids, he's liven down the street
He's got himself a place where the rebels go and meet
Talk about the days when they were still in school
Knockin' back the beers and shootin' pool

He's a rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel

Sometimes he wants to rumble
Sometimes he wants to fight
Sometimes he's got to go out
On a California night

He's a rebel, rebel, rebel
Rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel
Rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel
Rebel, rebel, rebel