Love Potion No. 9 taby ukulele według The Searchers

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I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth
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You know that Gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
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She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
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selling little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine


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I told her that I was a flop with chicks
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I've been this way since 1956
    C                         Am
She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
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She said What you need is Love Potion Number Nine


    Dm
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
    B
She said I'm gonna mix it up right here in the sink
   Dm
It smelled like turpentine it looked like India Ink
  E
I held my nose 
  E
I closed my eyes 
  E
I took a drink


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I didn't know if it was day or night
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I started kissing everything in sight
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But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
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He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine


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I didn't know if it was day or night
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I started kissing everything in sight
  C                        Am
I had so much fun that I'm going back again
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I wonder what happens with Love Potion Number Ten