Love Potion No. 9

Love Potion No. 9 (九号爱情灵药) - The Searchers

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

Sellin＇ little bottles of Love Potion No 9

I told her that I was a flop with chicks

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 No 9

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 kissin＇ everything in sight

But when I kissed that cop down

At Thirty-Fourth and Vine

He broke my little bottle of Love Potion No 9

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 that cop down

At Thirty-Fourth and Vine

He broke my little bottle of Love Potion No 9

Love Potion No 9

Love Potion No 9

Love Potion No 9