I used to be the loneliest guy in town
Couldn't find a girl
Till one day I took my troubles down to Madam Broom
You know that gypsy with a goat cap too
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 chicks
It's been that way since nineteen fifty six
She jumped down turned around and made a magic sign
And handed me a bottle of love potion number nine
She jumped down turned around and gave me a wink
She said I'm going to 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 kissing everything in sight
But when I kissed a cop down on thirty fourth and vine
It broke my little bottle of love potion number nine
Here you are, son, don't be afraid, just drink this, drink it all now
So I closed my eyes I held my nose 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
It broke my little bottle of love potion number nine
Love potion number nine
Love potion number nine

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