I took my troubles down to Madame Rue
You know that gypsy with the cold tattoo
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
Said what you need is love potion number nine
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
And said I'm gonna mix 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 kissing everything in sight
And I kissed a cop down on 34th and Vine 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 kissing everything in sight
And I kissed a cop down on 34th and Vine Broke
my little bottle of love potion number nine
Love
potion number nine Love potion number nine