Real sugar

Intro: B A B A B A 
 
                B                A 
1. Right at the front door I recognised the perfume, 
                 B              A 
   the scent was perfect in the dusk by the moon. 
                 B                    A                        B    A 
   There must be many ways to ask her to my room, why didn't I dare? 
 
   Well every hour I try to get something done, 
   out on the weekend, when I'm just having some fun, 
   I'm winding up with none, just zeros, no one's, just space with no air. 
 
          B                                    Asmi 
R1: I get bye-bye, baby-baby bye baby-baby bye-bye. 
                E                       C#mi 
    Real sugar, I don't wanna climb the walls. 
                    F#                            Asmi 
    Real sugar, and that's what I want or none at all. 
                E                    C#mi 
    Real sugar, sweet as a sweet can be. 
                    F#                            E         C#mi 
    Real sugar, and that's what I want and what I need, and that's 
         F# 
    what I need. 
 
2. Yeah, every Friday I'm getting ready to roll, 
   I want her blue eyes start, saying 'Hi' and 'Hello', 
   but I can always tell she'd rather be alone with some other guy. 
   (Real sugar) 
 
R2: I get bye-bye, baby-baby bye baby-baby bye-bye. 
    Real sugar, I don't wanna climb the walls. 
    Real sugar, and that's what I want or none at all. 
    Real sugar, sweet as a sweet can be. 
                    F#                            Asmi 
    Real sugar, and that's what I want and what I need. 
                E                       C#mi 
    Real sugar, I don't wanna climb the walls. 
                    F#                            Asmi 
    Real sugar, and that's what I want or none at all. 
                E                    C#mi 
    Real sugar, sweet as a sweet can be. 
                     F#                                    E  C#mi 
    Real sugar, well that's what you've got, so what's for me? 
                    F# 
    Hey, what's for me? 
 
     D                                A 
*: I turn myself in, (turn turn...) I turn myself out, (outside and in) 
     D                                A                                E 
   I turn myself in, (turn turn...) I turn myself out, (outside and in.) 
   B         A B         A 
   Real sugar, real sugar. 
 
R2: I get bye-bye... 
    ... 
                     F# 
    Real sugar, well that's what you've got, so what's for me? 
 
Coda: E C#m F# F#