I took my troubles down to Madame Rue.

You know that gypsy with the gold capped tooth

SheÂ’s got a pad down on 34th and Vine,

Selling little bottles of Love Potion #9.

I told her that I was a flop with chicks.

IÂ’ve been disgraced since 1956.

She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign.

She said what you need is Love Potion #9.

She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink.

She said IÂ’m gonna make it up right here in the sink.

It smelled like turpentine, and looked like Indian ink.

I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink!

I didnÂ’t know if it was day or night.

I started kissing everything in sight.

But when I kissed a cop down on 34th and Vine.

He broke my little bottle of Love Potion #9.

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I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink!

I didnÂ’t know if it was day or night.

I started kissing everything in sight.

But when I kissed a cop down on 34th and Vine.

He broke my little bottle of Love Potion #9.

Love Potion #9...

Love Potion #9...

Love Potion #9...