Love Potion #9 I took my troubles down to Madam Rue You know, that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth She's got a pad on 34th and Vine Selling little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine I told her that I was a flop with chicks 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 and 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 at 34th 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 at 34th and Vine He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine Love Potion Number Nine