Love Potion No.9 - Mike Silver
Written by：Leiber Jerry/Stoller Mike
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
Selling little bottles of love potion number nine
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
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 kissing 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
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 kissing everything in sight
I so much fun that I'm going back again
I wonder what a happen with love potion number ten
Love potion number nine
Love potion number nine
Love potion number nine
