Love Potion No. 9

Love Potion No. 9 - Oldies

Serve it up

I took my troubles down to madame ruth

And drink it down

You know that gypsy with the gold capped

She's got a storefront at thirty fourth and vine

Selling little bottles of

Love potion serve it up nine

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I told her that I was a flop with chicks

And drink it down

I've been that way since 1966

She looked at my palm

And she made a magic sign

She said what you need is

Love potion serve it up nine

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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 and looked like Indian ink

I held my nose I closed my eyes

I took a drink

Serve it up

I didn't know if it was day or night

And drink it down

I started kissing everything in sight

But when I kissed a cop down at thirty fourth and vine

He broke my little bottles of

Love potion serve it up nine

Love potion number 9 drink it down

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And drink it down

Serve it up

And drink it down

Serve it up

And drink it down

Serve it up

And drink it down

Serve it up