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Gary Lewis & The Playboys

Love Potion Number Nine

 

Love Potion Number Nine

(album: This Diamond Ring - 1965)


I took my troubles down to madame rue
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

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"

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

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
Love potion number nine
Love potion number nine

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