Tuning: E A D G B E

[Verse 1]

^CmA bit of you's the only drug I must abuse ^CmA bit of you's the only substance I cannot refuse ^G#When I walk on S^Gpring

[Verse 2]

^CmBeneath the stink a bit of you is all I smell ^CmUpon the shelf a bit of you I ask, "They sell?" ^G#When I walk on S^Gpring

[Chorus]

^CCause there ain't no style ^CNo there ain't no style ^CCause there ain't no style ^C7And in fact there is just one ot^Fmher problem ^A#mYou live up in H^Carlem

[Verse 3]

^CmOf course I had no knowledge of this at the time ^CmThat came après July on the Upper West Side ^G#Waiting for t^Ghe fall

[Verse 4]

^CmWhen from the Battery on up to your front door ^CmFrom mother ship the rocket launching twister whores ^G#Would bl^Gow up it all

[Chorus]

^CCause there ain't no style ^CNo there ain't no style ^CCause there ain't no style ^C7And in fact there is just one ot^Fmher problem ^A#mI would have spa^Cred Harlem

[2nd Chorus]

^D#7Affections^G# sent, str^Faight to Chekhov^A#m, say you need me^D# ^A#mDon't you need me, wait ^G#I thought we were on Br^Foadway ^A#mNo, my daddy said so, "S^Ctill out^C7side of Moscow^Fm."

[Instrumental] Fm A#m D# C Fm A#m D# C [2nd Chorus]

^D#7Affections^G# sent, stra^Fight to C^A#mhekhov, say you^D# need me ^A#mDon't you need me, wait ^G#I thought we were on Br^Foadway ^A#mNo, my daddy sai^Cd so, "Still out^C7side of Moscow^Fm."

[Verse 5]

^FmAnd so the days creep up to my big final show ^FmAnd not a word from you, the hours I must blow ^A#mSo I wal^Ck and see

[Verse 6]

^FmUpon the streets a faded island, press on eyes ^FmA big old pool of you, zillions I realize ^A#mAnd just^C one of me

[Chorus]

^FCause there ain't no style ^FNo there ain't no style ^FCause there ain't no style ^F7And in fact there is just one ot^A#mher problem ^D#mYou've infected ^FHarlem

[Outro]

^FmGuess I won't be^G# waiting, sever^C#al hours ^CBefore nightfall for tha^Fmt A train, ^C#Just the hiss of^C the Dune's ban^Fd playin'.

Rufus Wainwright - A bit of you