love potion number nine

i took my troubles down to madame rue

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'd been this way since 1956

she looked at my palm and she made a magic sign

she said what you need is love potion number nine"