G-Am Dm I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth G-Am Dm You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth C Am She's got a pad down on 34th on Vine Dm E 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 1956 C Am She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign Dm E She said what you need is love potion number nineSolo Dm Am Dm Am Love potion number nine, love potion number nine Dm Am Dm Am love potion number nine, love potion number nineDm She bent down turned around and gave me a wink E She said i'm going to make it up right here in the sink Dm It smelled like turpentine it looked like indian ink E I held my nose i closed my eyes 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 34th on vine Dm E he broke my little bottle of love potion number nine
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