Love Portion Number Nine
I took my troubles down to Madam Ruth
- I took my troubles down to Madam Ruth
- 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 chics
- 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 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 a 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 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
Comment 1
So blooming always