[00:01]I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth
[00:04]You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
[00:08]She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
[00:12]Selling little bottles of love potion number nine
[00:20]I  told her that I was a flop with chics
[00:23]I've been this way since 1956
[00:27]She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
[00:30]She said "What you need is love potion number nine"
[00:38]She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
[00:42]She said "I'm gonna make it up right here in the sink"
[00:45]It smelled like turpentine, it looked like Indian ink
[00:49]I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink
[00:54]I didn't know if it was day or night
[00:58]I started kissing everything in sight
[01:01]But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
[01:05]He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine
[01:23]I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink
[01:28]I didn't know if it was day or night
[01:32]I started kissing everything in sight
[01:36]But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
[01:40]He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine
[01:46]Love potion number nine
[01:50]Love Potion number nine
[01:54]Love Potion number nine