Love Potion Number 9 Lyrics

I took my troubles down to Madame Rue,
You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth.
She's got a storefront at Thirty-Fourth and Vine,
Sellin' little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine.
Love potion Number Nine.

I told her that I was a flop with chics.
I've been that way since 1956.
She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign,
She said "What you need is Love Potion Number Nine".
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 bottles of Love Potion Number Nine.
Love potion Number Nine.

Serve it up, and drink it down.