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Love Potion Number 9 - The Searchers
Lyrics by:J. Leiber/ M. Stoller
Composed by:M. Stoller/ J. Leiber
I took my troubles down to madame Ruth
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 chicks
I'd been this way since 1956
She looked at my palm
And she made a magic sign
And 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 India 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