Love Potion Number 9 sing and play along

I took my troubles down to Madam Ruth.

You know, that Gypsy with the goldcapped tooth.

She She's got a pad down at Thirtyfourth and Vine,

She sellin' little bottles of

Love Potion Number Nine.

I told her that I was a flop with chicks.

I've been this way since nineteen fiftysix.

She looked at my palm and she Thira magic sign.

She said, in' "What you need tles is

Love Potion Number Nine.

Nine." 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 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' ev'rything in sight.

But when I kissed the cop down at Thirttyfourth and Vine,

he broke my little bottle of

Love Potion Number Nine.

I didn't know if it was day or night.

I started kissin' ev'rything in sight.

But when I kissed the cop down at Thirttyfourth and Vine,

he broke my little bottle of

Love Potion Number Nine.

Nine.