I took my troubles down to Madame Ruece You know that gypsy with the gold cap tooth She's got a pad on 34th and Vine Sellin' little bottles of love potion No.9 I told her that I was a flop with chicks I've been this way since 1956 She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign She said,“What you need is love potion No.9” She bent down and tumed around and gave me a wink She said I'm gonna mix it up, right here in the sink It smells like turpentine and looks like India ink I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink I didn't know it was day or night I thought of kissin' everything in sight But when I kissed the cop at 34th 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 it was day or night I started kissin' everything in sight I had so much fun that I'm goin' back again I wonder what happend to love potion No.10 Love potion No.9, love potion No.9