Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) Difficulty: Novice 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'.