Ohh, yes
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 chicks
I'd been this way since nineteen fifty six
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 mix it up right here in the sink
It smelled like turpentine, it looked like India ink
I held my nose, I closed my eyes, 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
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
She said, I'm gonna mix it up right here in the sink
It smelled like turpentine, it looked like India ink
I held my nose, I closed my eyes, 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
Writer(s): Mike Stoller, Jerry Leiber
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