THE SEARCHERS lyrics - Love Potion Number Nine

(Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller)



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

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 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



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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