Love Potion No. 9

I took my troubles down to Madame Rue You know that gypsy with the gold-capped 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 ninteen-fifty-six 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 mix 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 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 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 I had so much fun that I'm going back again I wonder what happen with love potion number ten? Love Potion Number Nine Love Potion Number Nine Love Potion Number Nine