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Love Potion No. 9
Dr John Cooper Clarke & Hugh Cornwell
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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
Selling little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine
I told her that I was a flop with chicks
I'd been this way since 1986
She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
Said, "What you need is Love Potion Number Nine"
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
She said, "I'm gonna make it up right here in the sink"
It smelled like turpentine, it 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 on thirty-fourth and Vine
He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine
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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 on thirty-fourth and Vine
He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
Love Potion Number Nine
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