Am Dm
I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth
Am Dm
You know that Gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
C Am
She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
Dm E Am
selling little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine
Am Dm
I told her that I was a flop with chicks
Am Dm
I've been this way since 19
C Am
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 mix it up right here in the sink
Dm
It smelled like turpentine it looked like India Ink
E
I held my nose
E
I closed my eyes
E
I took a drink
Am Dm
I didn't know if it was day or night
Am Dm
I started kissing everything in sight
C Am
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
Am Dm
I didn't know if it was day or night
Am Dm
I started kissing everything in sight
C Am
I had so much fun that I'm going back again
Dm E Am
I wonder what happens with Love Potion Number Ten