Love Potion #9 - Various Artists

I took my troubles down to madame rue

You know that gypsy with a gold cap tooth

She's got a pad 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 1956

She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign

She said what you need is

Love potion number 9

She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink

She said I'm gonna mix 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 it was day or night

I started kissin' everything in sight

But when I kissed a cop at thirty fourth and vine

He broke my little bottle of

Love potion number nine

She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink

She said I'm gonna mix 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 it was day or night

I started kissin' everything in sight

But when I kissed a cop at thirty fourth and vine

He broke my little bottle of

Love potion number nine