Love potion number nine
Love potion number nine ( Searchers )
Am D
I took my troubles down to Madame Rue
Am D
You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
C
She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
Dm E Am
Sellin' little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine
D
I told her that I was a flop with chics
Am D
I've been this way since 1956
C
She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
Dm E Am
She said "What you need is Love Potion Number Nine"
Dm
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
B
She said "I'm gonna make it up right here in the sink"
Dm
It smelled like turpentine, it looked like Indian ink
E
I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink
Am D
I didn't know if it was day or night
Am D
I started kissin' everything in sight
C
But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
Dm E
He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine
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E
I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink
Am D
I didn't know if it was day or night
Am D
I started kissin' everything in sight
C
But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
Dm E Am
He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine
E Am
Love Potion Number Nine
E Am
Love Potion Number Nine
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Love Potion Number Nine
