Johnny's got a car, he likes to drive it fast
People stop and stare 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, they're living 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)
Rebel (rebel)