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Love Potion #9 - 政法新音乐
I took my troubles down to madame rue
You know that gypsy with a gold cap tooth
She's got a pad on thirty fourth and vine
Sellin' 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 9
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
She said I'm gonna mix 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 it was day or night
I started kissin' everything in sight
But when I kissed a cop at thirty fourth and vine
He broke my little bottle of
Love potion number nine
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
She said I'm gonna mix 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 it was day or night
I started kissin' everything in sight
But when I kissed a cop at thirty fourth and vine
He broke my little bottle of
Love potion number nine
