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I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth |
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You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth |
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She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine |
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Selling little bottles of love potion number nine |
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I told her that I was a flop with chics |
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I've been this way since 1956 |
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She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign |
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She said "What you need is love potion number nine" |
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She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink |
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She said "I'm gonna make it up right here in the sink" |
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It smelled like turpentine, it looked like Indian ink |
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I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink |
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I didn't know if it was day or night |
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I started kissing everything in sight |
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But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine |
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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 |
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I didn't know if it was day or night |
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I started kissing everything in sight |
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But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine |
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He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine |
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Love potion number nine |
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Love Potion number nine |
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Love Potion number nine |