A Bit Of You chords by Rufus Wainwright

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'.