i took my troubles down to madame ruth you know that gypsy with the gold capped tooth she s got a storefront at thirty fourth and vine selling little bottles of love potion number nine love potion number nine i told her that i was a flop with chicks i ve been that way since 1966 she looked at my palm and she made a magic sign she said what you need is love potion number nine love potion number nine she bent down and turned around and gave me a wink she said i m gonna mix it up right here in the sink it smelled like turpentine and 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 at thirty fourth and vine he broke my little bottles of love potion number nine love potion number nine serve it up and drink it down serve it up and drink it down serve it up and drink it down