Love potion number nine ( Searchers )

Am                         D
I took my troubles down to Madame Rue
Am                           D
You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
C
She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
Dm                       E                        Am
Sellin' little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine

                        D
I told her that I was a flop with chics
Am                         D
I've been this way since 1956
C
She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
Dm                        E                   Am
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 make it up right here in the sink"
Dm
It smelled like turpentine, it looked like Indian ink
E
I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink

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

Guitar solo

E
I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink

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

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