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I 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'

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
The Searchers



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