I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth
You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
She's got a pad on 34th 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 mix it up right here in the sink"
It smells like turpentine and looks 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 at 34th 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 konw if it was day or night
I started kissin' everything in sight
I had so much fun that I'm goin' back again
I wonder what happened to Love Potion No.10
Love Potion No.9
Love Potion No.9
Love Potion No.9