Love Potion No.9
 Searchers
 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
 Selling little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine.
 I told her that I was a folp with chics
 I've been this way since 1956
 She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
 Said "what you need is love potion No.9
 She bend down and turned around and gave me a wink
 She said"I'm gonna make 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 kissing everything in sight
 but when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Gourth and Vine
 He broke my little bottle of Love Potion No.9
 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-Gourth and Vine
 He broke my little bottle of Love Potion No.9
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