Posted on 12/10/2008 10:51:46 PM PST by egannacht
Love Potion Number 9
I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth She's got a pad down at 34th and Vine Sellin' little bottles of Love potion number nine
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I told her that I was a flop with chicks I'd been this way since 1956 She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign She said, "What you need is Love potion number nine"
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 and looked like India ink I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink
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I didn't know if it was day or night I started kissin' everything in sight But when I kissed the cop down at 34th and Vine He broke my little bottle of Love potion number nine
Love potion number nine (3x)
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I’ll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I’ll get on my knees and pray
We don’t get fooled again
The change, it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that’s all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain’t changed
‘Cause the banners, they were all flown in the last war
This was the same parody going around, what was it... a year ago with Eliot Spitzer being Client Number 9.
These Dems must love this old tune!
I wasn’t around to appreciate the Spitzer song. Guess originiality isn’t my thing.
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