i took my trouble down to madam ruth
you know the gypsy with gold capped tooth
she s got a pad down at thirty fourth and wine
sellin little bottle of love potion number 9
i told her that i was a flop with chicks
i ve been this way since nineteen fifty six
she looked at my palm and she made a magic sigh
she said, what you need is love potion number 9
she bent down and turned around and gave me&n
