A Bit Of You - Rufus Wainwright (song only) Chords
Tempo:
99.65 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Cm
Fm
Bbm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Key:
Ab
Cm
Fm
Bbm
C
Ab
Cm
Fm
[Cm] .
[G] .
[Cm] [G] .
[Cm] A bit of you [G] is the only drug I must abuse [Cm] A bit of you [Gm] is the only substance I cannot.
refuse [Ab] When I [Fm] walk [Ab] [G] on the spring.
[Cm] Beneath the stink, a bit of [Gm] you is [G] all I smell.
[Cm] Upon the shelf, a bit of [Gm] you I [Cm] ask they sell.
[Ab] When I [Fm] walk [Ab] [G] on the [Ab] spring.
No there ain't [C] no style No there ain't no style.
No there ain't no style And in fact there [Dbm] is just [Fm] one other problem.
[Bbm] You're.
[C] .
[Cm] Of course I had [G] no knowledge of this at the time.
[Cm] That came a pretty new light on the [Gm] Upper West [Cm] [Gm] Side.
I had been waiting [D] [Fm] for [Ab] [F] The [Cm] fall.
Went from the battery on up to [Gm] your [Cm] front door.
From mothership to rocket launching [Gm] twister.
[Cm] Hearts [Gm] were [Fm] low, I'll.
[G] It [C] all.
No there ain't no style No there ain't no style.
No there ain't no style And in fact there is just [Fm] one other problem.
[Bbm] .
[C] [Eb] .
[Ab] [F] .
[Bbm] .
[Eb] [Bbm] .
[Ab] [F] .
[Bbm] [C] .
[Fm] You're.
Of course I had no knowledge of this at the time.
That came a pretty new light on the Upper West Side.
Went from the battery on up to your front door.
From mothership to rocket launching twister.
Hearts were low, I'll.
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[Bbm] [Eb] [C] .
[Fm] .
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[Bbm] [Eb] .
[C] [Eb] .
[Ab] .
[F] [Bbm] .
[Eb] [Bbm] .
[Ab] [F] .
[Bbm] It all.
No there [C] ain't no style No there ain't no style.
No there ain't no style And in fact there is just one other problem.
That came a pretty new light on the Upper West Side.
No there ain't no style No there ain't no style .
Still outside [Fm] of Moscow .
And .
[F] [Ab] [F] [Ab] so the days [Cm] creep up to my big [Fm] final [F] show.
And [Fm] not a word from you, the [Ab] hours I must blow.
So [Bbm] I walk [C] And [Fm] see.
Up on the streets of Faded Island, press on ice.
A big old pool of mutilions I realize [Bbm] and just [C] one of me.
No [F] there ain't no style No there ain't no style.
No there ain't no style And in fact there is just one [Bbm] other problem [Ebm] You're.
[F] .
Yes [Ab] I won't be waiting.
Several [Db] hours Before [C] nightfall.
For that [Ab] A train.
Just the [Db] hiss.
[C] Of the duke's band [F] playing.
[Db] [Fm] .
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[G] .
[Cm] [G] .
[Cm] A bit of you [G] is the only drug I must abuse [Cm] A bit of you [Gm] is the only substance I cannot.
refuse [Ab] When I [Fm] walk [Ab] [G] on the spring.
[Cm] Beneath the stink, a bit of [Gm] you is [G] all I smell.
[Cm] Upon the shelf, a bit of [Gm] you I [Cm] ask they sell.
[Ab] When I [Fm] walk [Ab] [G] on the [Ab] spring.
No there ain't [C] no style No there ain't no style.
No there ain't no style And in fact there [Dbm] is just [Fm] one other problem.
[Bbm] You're.
[C] .
[Cm] Of course I had [G] no knowledge of this at the time.
[Cm] That came a pretty new light on the [Gm] Upper West [Cm] [Gm] Side.
I had been waiting [D] [Fm] for [Ab] [F] The [Cm] fall.
Went from the battery on up to [Gm] your [Cm] front door.
From mothership to rocket launching [Gm] twister.
[Cm] Hearts [Gm] were [Fm] low, I'll.
[G] It [C] all.
No there ain't no style No there ain't no style.
No there ain't no style And in fact there is just [Fm] one other problem.
[Bbm] .
[C] [Eb] .
[Ab] [F] .
[Bbm] .
[Eb] [Bbm] .
[Ab] [F] .
[Bbm] [C] .
[Fm] You're.
Of course I had no knowledge of this at the time.
That came a pretty new light on the Upper West Side.
Went from the battery on up to your front door.
From mothership to rocket launching twister.
Hearts were low, I'll.
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[Bbm] [Eb] [C] .
[Fm] .
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[Bbm] [Eb] .
[C] [Eb] .
[Ab] .
[F] [Bbm] .
[Eb] [Bbm] .
[Ab] [F] .
[Bbm] It all.
No there [C] ain't no style No there ain't no style.
No there ain't no style And in fact there is just one other problem.
That came a pretty new light on the Upper West Side.
No there ain't no style No there ain't no style .
Still outside [Fm] of Moscow .
And .
[F] [Ab] [F] [Ab] so the days [Cm] creep up to my big [Fm] final [F] show.
And [Fm] not a word from you, the [Ab] hours I must blow.
So [Bbm] I walk [C] And [Fm] see.
Up on the streets of Faded Island, press on ice.
A big old pool of mutilions I realize [Bbm] and just [C] one of me.
No [F] there ain't no style No there ain't no style.
No there ain't no style And in fact there is just one [Bbm] other problem [Ebm] You're.
[F] .
Yes [Ab] I won't be waiting.
Several [Db] hours Before [C] nightfall.
For that [Ab] A train.
Just the [Db] hiss.
[C] Of the duke's band [F] playing.
[Db] [Fm] .
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