Тональность

 
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I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth 
 Am                           Dm  
You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth 
 C                                         Am  
She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine 
 Dm                        E                  Am  
Sellin' little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine 
 
 Am                      Dm  
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 
 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 
    B7  
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                      Dm  
I didn't know if it was day or night 
 Am                     Dm  
I started kissin' everything in sight 
 C                                                 Am  
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 
 
    Dm  
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink 
    B7  
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                      Dm  
I didn't know if it was day or night 
 Am                     Dm  
I started kissin' everything in sight 
 C                                                 Am  
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 
 
 Dm                 Am  
Love Potion Number Nine 3x