Love Potion Number 9
The Searchers
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-Four and Vine Sellin'little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine. I told her 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-four and Vine He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine. (Instrumental) 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 Thisty-Four and Vine He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine Love Potion Number Nine Love Potion Number Nine Love Potion Number Nine.