LOVE POTION #9    (by The Coasters)
(transcribed by Alan Sigman, sigmana@faatcrl.faa.gov)

Am                         Dm
I took my troubles down to Madam Rue
Am                            Dm
You know, that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
C                        C  Em/B   Am
She's got a place down on 34th and Vine
Dm                        E7                 Am
Selling little bottles of Love Potion Number 9.


Am                      Dm
I told her that I was a flop with chicks
Am                         Dm
I've been that way since 1966
    C                         C      Em/B   Am
She looked at my palm and she made up my design
Dm                     E7                 Am
Said "what you need is Love Potion Number 9".


C#m Dm        C#m Dm            C#m Dm            C#m Dm
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
Bb B             Bb B           Bb B                Bb B 
She said "I'm gonna mix it up right here in the sink"
C#m Dm             C#m Dm             C#m Dm        C#m Dm 
It smelled like terpentine, it looked like India ink
  E7
I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink


Am                      Dm
I didn't know if it was day or night
Am                     Dm
I started kissing everything in sight
    C                          C  Em/B   Am
But when I kissed a cop down on 34th and Vine
   Dm                        E7                 Am
He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number 9.

Ending:
Dm                 Am
Love Potion Number 9
Dm                 Am
Love Potion Number 9
Dm                 Am
Love Potion Number Ni-i-i-i-ine