(Serve it up) I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth
(And drink it down) you know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth?
She's got a storefront at Thirty-Fourth and Vine
Selling little bottles of

Love potion number nine (serve it up)
Love potion number nine (and drink it down)

(Serve it up) I told her that I was a flop with chicks
(And drink it down) I've been that way since 1966
She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign
She said, what you need is

Love potion number nine (serve it up)
Love potion number nine (and drink it down)

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 India ink
I held my nose, I closed my eyes
I took a drink

(Serve it up) I didn't know if it was day or night
(And drink it down) I started kissing everything in sight
But when I kissed a cop down at Thirty-Fourth and Vine
He broke my little bottles of

Love potion number nine (serve it up)
Love potion number nine (and drink it down)
Yeah

Serve it up
And drink it down
Serve it up
And drink it down
Serve it up
And drink it down
Serve it up
And drink it down
Serve it up
And drink it down
Serve it up
And drink it down

Copyright: Kanjian Music
Writer(s): Jerry Leiber, Mike Stoller