Rufus Wainwright – A Bit Of You (Guitar)

Key
-

Auto-scroll

Chords

[Verse 1]
Cm
A bit of you's the only drug I must abuse

Cm
A bit of you's the only substance I cannot refuse

G#              G
When I walk on Spring
[Verse 2]
Cm
Beneath the stink a bit of you is all I smell

Cm
Upon the shelf a bit of you I ask, "They sell?"

G#              G
When I walk on Spring
[Chorus]
C
Cause there ain't no style

C
No there ain't no style

C
Cause there ain't no style

C7                              Fm
And in fact there is just one other problem

A#m             C
You live up in Harlem
[Verse 3]
Cm
Of course I had no knowledge of this at the time

Cm
That came après July on the Upper West Side

G#           G
Waiting for the fall
[Verse 4]
Cm
When from the Battery on up to your front door

Cm
From mother ship the rocket launching twister whores

G#      G
Would blow up it all
[Chorus]
C
Cause there ain't no style

C
No there ain't no style

C
Cause there ain't no style

C7                              Fm
And in fact there is just one other problem

A#m             C
I would have spared Harlem
[2nd Chorus]
D#7       G#        F               A#m              D#
Affections sent, straight to Chekhov, say you need me

A#m                     G#                     F
Don't you need me, wait I thought we were on Broadway

A#m                     C       C7            Fm
No, my daddy said so, "Still outside of Moscow."
[Instrumental] Fm A#m D# C Fm A#m D# C [2nd Chorus]
D#7       G#         F        A#m            D#
Affections sent, straight to Chekhov, say you need me

A#m                     G#                     F
Don't you need me, wait I thought we were on Broadway

A#m             C               C7            Fm
No, my daddy said so, "Still outside of Moscow."
[Verse 5]
Fm
And so the days creep up to my big final show

Fm
And not a word from you, the hours I must blow

A#m     C
So I walk and see
[Verse 6]
Fm
Upon the streets a faded island, press on eyes

Fm
A big old pool of you, zillions I realize

A#m     C
And just one of me
[Chorus]
F
Cause there ain't no style

F
No there ain't no style

F
Cause there ain't no style

F7                              A#m
And in fact there is just one other problem

D#m             F
You've infected Harlem
[Outro]
Fm              G#             C#
Guess I won't be waiting, several hours

C                       Fm
Before nightfall for that A train,

C#              C              F
Just the hiss of the Dune's band playin'.