<< Love Potion Number Nine >>
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--- The Clovers
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I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth
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You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
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She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
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Sellin' little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine
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I told her that I was a flop with chics
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I've been this way since 1956
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She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
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She said "What you need is Love Potion Number Nine"
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She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
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She said "I'm gonna make it up right here in the sink"
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It smelled like turpentine, it looked like Indian ink
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I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink
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I didn't know if it was day or night
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I started kissin' everything in sight
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But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
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He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine
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I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink
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I didn't know if it was day or night
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I started kissin' everything in sight
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But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
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He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine
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Love Potion Number Nine
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Love Potion Number Nine
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Love Potion Number Nine
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Love Position #9
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| Clovers |
