Love Potion Number Nine - The Clovers/The Searchers/The Ventures

Love Potion Number Nine

I took my troubles down to Madame Rue

 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

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 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 Number Nine