Lyrics: Can't keep my hands to myself Think I'll dust 'em off, put 'em back up on the shelf In case my little baby girl is in need Am I coming out of left field? Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now I been feeling it since 1966, now Might be over now, but I feel it still Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now Let me kick it like it's 1986, now Might be over now, but I feel it still Got another mouth to feed Leave her with a baby sitter, mama, call the grave digger Gone with the fallen leaves Am I coming out of left field? Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now I been feeling it since 1966, now Might've had your fill, but you feel it still Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now Let me kick it like it's 1986, now Might be over now, but I feel it still We could fight a war for peace (Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now) Give in to that easy living Goodbye to my hopes and dreams Stop flipping for my enemies We could wait until the walls come down (Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now) It's time to give a little to the Kids in the middle, but oh 'til it falls Won't bother me Is it coming? Is it coming? Is it coming? Is it coming? Is it coming? Is it coming back? Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, yeah Your love is an abyss for my heart to eclipse, now Might be over now, but I feel it still Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now I've been feeling it since 1966, now Might be over now, but I feel it still Ooh woo, I'm a rebel just for kicks, now Let me kick it like it's 1986, now Might be over now, but I feel it still Might've had your fill, but you feel it still
