Music: Jerry Leiber/Mike Stoller
Love Potion No.9（Horn爱情灵药）-The Searchers
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
Sellin ＇little bottles of Love Potion No 9
I told her that I was a flop with chicks
I ＇ve been this way since 1956
She looked at my palm
And she made a magic sign
She said what you need is Love Potion No 9
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 kissin ＇everything in sight
But when I kissed that cop down
At Thirty-Fourth and Vine
He broke my little bottle of Love Potion No 9
I held my nose I closed 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 that cop down
At Thirty-Fourth and Vine
He broke my little bottle of Love Potion No 9
Love Potion No 9
Love Potion No 9
Love Potion No 9