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 chics
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, 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' everything 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 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 thirty-fourth and vine
he broke my little bottle of love potion number nine
love potion number nine
(love potion number nine)
Love Potion No 9