4 thoughts on “Witch Doctor”

1. Clovers / Searchers
   (by Leiber/Stoller)

   I took my troubles down to Madame Rue
   You know that gypsy with the gold-capped tooth
   She’s got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
   Sellin’ little bottles of Love Potion Number 9

   I told her that I was a flop with chics
   I’ve 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 9”

   She bent down & turned around and gave me a wink
   She said “I’m gonna make it up right here in the sink”
   It smelled like turpentine, it looked like Indian ink
   I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink

   I didn’t know if it was day or night
   I started kissin’ everything in sight
   But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
   He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number 9

   – guitar solo –

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

   I didn’t know if it was day or night
   I started kissin’ everything in sight
   But when I kissed a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
   He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number 9

   Love Potion Number 9
   Love Potion Number 9
   Love Potion Number 9

2. This must be the result of your unexpected jolt the other day. I’m expecting House of the Rising Sun, or the itsy bitsy bikini song next.

3. Itsy Bitsy Teenie Weenie Yellow Polka-dot
   Bikini

   Brian Hyland

   [Written by Paul Vance and Lee Pockriss]

   She was afraid to come out of the locker
   She was as nervous as she could be
   She was afraid to come out of the locker
   She was afraid that somebody would see
   One, two, three, four, tell the people what she wore

   It was an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini
   That she wore for the first time today
   An itsy, bitsy, teentie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini
   So in the locker she wanted to stay
   Two, three, four, stick around we’ll tell you more

   She was afraid to come out in the open
   And so a blanket around she wore
   She was afraid to come out in the open
   And so she sat bundled up on the shore
   Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore

   It was an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini
   That she wore for the first time today
   An itsy, bitsy, teentie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini
   So in the blanket she wanted to stay
   Two, three, four, stick around we’ll tell you more

   Now she is afraid to come out of the water
   And I wonder what she’s gonna do
   Now she is afraid to come out of the water
   And the poor little girl’s turning blue
   Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore

   It was an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini
   That she wore for the first time today
   An itsy, bitsy, teentie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini
   So in the water she wanted to stay
   (From the locker to the blanket)
   (From the blanket to the shore)
   (From the shore to the water)
   Yes, there isn’t any more

   Featured in the 1962 comedy film One, Two, Three Starring Jimmy Cagney & Arlene Francis, with the Russians Using the song to try to torture a suspected spy

4. Can I have some of what you guys are smoking?

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