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took my troubles down to Madam Rue
You know, that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
She´s 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
I´ve 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´

BRIDGE:
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 and 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´ 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 didn´t know if it was day or night, I started kissin´ everything in
sight
I had so much fun that I´m goin´ back again
I wonder what happens with Love Potion Number Ten
Love Potion Number Nine, Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine



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Love potion No.9
Beatles (ºñƲÁî)



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