Bb
What a fool I was
Fm
to be open after hours
Bb
You surely don't need
Fm
Sugar at this time
Bb
Any old excuse
Fm Bb
What could you have that's so sour?
Fm Bb
What bitterness are you hoping to hide?
(Bb) F Cm
For the best part of a year
D#
You've pestered me
Bb F
There's nothing I crave more
Cm D#
not to have you darken my door again.
(Bb Fm D# leads back to next verse)