Love Potion Number 9

I took my troubles down to

Madame Ruth

You know that gypsy with the

gold-capped tooth

She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine

Sellin' little bottles of

Love Potion Number

Nine

I told her that I was a

flop with chicks

I've been this way since 19

56

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, 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' every

thing in sight

But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth 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' every

thing in sight

But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine

He broke my little bottle of

Love Potion Number

Nine

Love Potion Number

Nine

Love Potion Number

Nine

Love Potion Number

Nine