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Lyricist: Jewel Akens
Lyrics:
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
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
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