Love Potion #9 Songtext

von The Clovers

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
Selling little bottles of
Love potion number nine

I told her that I
Was a flop with chicks
I'd been that way since 1956

She looked at my palm
She made a magic sign
She said, now 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 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 at Thirty-Fourth and Vine
He 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

But when I kissed a cop
Down at Thirty-Fourth and Vine
He broke my little bottle of
Love potion number nine

Love potion number nine
Love potion number nine....