I took my troubles down to Madame Rue
You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
She's got a pad down on Thirty-Four and Vine
Sellin'little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine .
I told her I was a f lop with chics
I've been this way since 1 956
She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
She said : "What you need i s Love Potion Number Nine."
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
She said : "I'm gonna make it up right here in the sink."
It smelled like turpentine, it looked like Indian ink
I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink.
I didn't know if it was day or night
I started kissin'everyt hing in sight
But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-four and Vine
He broke my little bottle o f Love Potion Number Nine.
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I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink.
I didn't know if it was day or night
I started kissin'everyth ing in sight
But when I kissed a cop down on Thisty-Four and Vine
He broke my little bottle o f Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine.