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Love Potion No. 9
The Searchers

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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 chicks.
I've been this way since nineteen 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 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 that 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 that cop down at 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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