Love Potion Number 9

I took my troubles down to Madame Rue. 
You know that gypsy with the gold capped tooth 
She’s got a pad down on 34th and Vine, 
Selling little bottles of Love Potion #9. 
 
I told her that I was a flop with chicks. 
I’ve been disgraced since 1956. 
She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign. 
She said what you need is Love Potion #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 kissing everything in sight. 
But when I kissed a cop down on 34th and Vine. 
He broke my little bottle of Love Potion #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 kissing everything in sight. 
But when I kissed a cop down on 34th and Vine. 
 
He broke my little bottle of Love Potion #9. 
Love Potion #9... 
Love Potion #9... 
Love Potion #9...