Love Potion No. 9

I took my troubles down to Madam Ruth

You know, that gypsy with the gold capped tooth

She's got a path down on thirty-fourth and vine

Sellin' little bottles of love potion no. 9

I told her that I was a flop with chicks

I've been that way since nineteen fifty-six

She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign

She said, "What you need is love potion no. 9

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' ev'ry thing in sight

But when I kissed a cop down at thirty-fourth and vine

He broke my little bottle of love potion no. 9

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' ev'ry thing in sight

But when I kissed a cop down at thirty-fourth and vine

He broke my little bottle of love potion no. 9

Love potion no. 9

Love potion no. 9

Love potion no. 9