I took my trouble down to Madam Ruth. You know the gypsy with the gold capped tooth. She’s got a pad down at thirty fourth and wine. Sellin’ little bottle of love potion number nine. …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 magic sigh. She 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 mix it up right here in the sink. It smelled like turpentine and looked like indian ink. I held my nose, I close my eyes, I took a drink. I didn’t know if it was day or night. I started kissin’ everything in sight. But when I kissed the cop down at thirty and wine. He broke my little bottle of love potion number nine.
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