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I took my troubles down to madame rough
you know that gypsy with the gold cap tooth
she's got a pad down at 34th and vine
sellin' little bottles of
love potion #9
i told her that i was a flop with chicks
i been this way sinces 1956
she looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
she said what ya' need is
love potion #9
she bent down and turn around and gave me a wink
she said i'm gonna' make 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 at 34th and vine
he broke my little bottle of
love potion #9
love potion #9
love potion #9
love potion #9