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                                    G#mi
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#                            G#mi
    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#                            G#mi
    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#                            G#mi
    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#