I took my troubles down to Madam Rue
You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
Shes got a pad down on 34th and Vine
selling little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine
I told her that I was a flop with chicks
Ive been this way since 1956
She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
She said, What you need is Love Potion Number Nine
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
She said, Im gonna make it up right here in the sink
It smelled like turpentine and looked like indian ink
I held my nose, I closed my eyes. I took a drink.
I didnt know if it was day or night
I started kissin everything in sight
But when I kissed a cop down on 34th and Vine
he broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine
I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink
I didnt know if it was day or night
I started kissin everything in sight
But when I kissed a cop down on 34th and Vine
he broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
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