Love Potion #9 Songtext
von Hansel E. Martinez

I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth
You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
She′s got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
Sellin' little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine

I told her that I was a flop with chicks
I′ve been this way since 1986
She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
She said "What you need is Love Potion Number 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, it looked like Indian 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′ everything in sight
But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number 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, it looked like Indian 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′ everything in sight
But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine