Titled ‘Sexual Healing’, this unreleased early version of “Is This Love” ‘09 was found posted on Youtube immediately after the Straight From The Lab 3 release. Two versions were posted, one with a Dr. Dre verse and one with a reference for Dr. Dre by Eminem.
Neither version of Sexual Healing features 50 Cent, whose verse on “Is This Love” ‘09 was taken from “Sociopath”.
Sexual Healing (Is This Love – Original)
[Verse 1: Dr. Dre & Eminem]
Dr. Dre, Vodka, tango, will knock the socks off ya
Gangster, hell, watch your step, partner
Danger, Dre shot ya
You do not want them thangs to spray (Haha)
Thanks to me, you become bacon soufflé
A.K. guns, you lay
Face down, it’s melee, what you say?
Okay, here we go, one, two, three
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Some say tom-ay-toes, I say to-mah-toes
I get you one day and hit you with po-tay-toes and pot-ah-toes
In a state of shock ’cause I put some Play-Doh in your Tahoe
And I threw a rock in a bottle at your El Dorado
So eat a cock, “Don’t forget to swallow”‘s what I tell a model
‘Cos your stomachs hollow, gobble up like an avocado
Toast, Tommy bottom’s up, party ’til tomorrow
‘Till you’re looking like you got hit by Troy Polamalu
[Chorus: Eminem]
Girl, I’ve been watchin’ what you do
And, baby, I ain’t never mеt a woman quite like you (Like you)
So tеll me what I gotta do
I’ve never been with a virgin, but I’d sure like to (Like to)
Is this love that I’m feelin’?
How do I describe the vibe that I’m feelin’ inside?
I’m in the mood for sexual healin’
[Verse 3: Eminem]
Shady, Slim, crazy cranium, stadium’s packed with eighty M-80’s
I’m finna blow this bitch into smithereens’, baby
This tender lady, she was a transgender
I stuck her in my dad’s blender, then in the trash bin
Jacinda was her name if I can remember
Charles Manson bumper sticker on my fender
I’m in the mood for a little slender, sly, slick little female to enter
Trap her like a fly so I can dismember
Some say I’m just a no good degene-rate
I keep yelling at Ellen DeGeneres ’cause I’m jealous of her
She’s got Portia, I should force her to divorce her, chorus
[Chorus: Eminem]
Girl, I’ve been watchin’ what you do
And, baby, I ain’t never met a woman quite like you (Like you)
So tell me what I gotta do
I’ve never been with a virgin, but I’d sure like to (Like to)
Is this love that I’m feelin’?
How do I describe the vibe that I’m feelin’ inside?
I’m in the mood for sexual healin’
[Verse 4: Eminem]
Which Michael will I act like-oh? Will it be Jackson or Myers?
Little kiddies, come relax by the fire (Woo)
Snacks, cookies, Halloween treats, Dre, keep making mean beats
I’ma keep these hookers in between sheets
I ain’t got no game, baby, just a lot of balls
And I don’t like a lot of talk, uh-uh, not at all
Just give me some Bacardi dark and a tylenol
I’m bouncin’ like the like juugs on Dolly Parton with a volleyball
What am I? A social butterfly? That ain’t nothin’ but a lie
Slut, you must be thinking of another guy
I don’t got time for no idle chat, I’m a homicidal mac
With an axe, yeah, baby, bite on that
So slide on over, nice rack, leave your light on that night
With a night-light and a lite-brite ’cause I might attack
Meningitis of the spine, a slight side effect
Every time I rap behind Christopher Reeves behind his back
[Chorus: Eminem]
Girl, I’ve been watchin’ what you do
And, baby, I ain’t never met a woman quite like you (Like you)
So tell me what I gotta do
I’ve never been with a virgin, but I’d sure like to (Like to)
Is this love that I’m feelin’?
How do I describe the vibe that I’m feelin’ inside?
I’m in the mood for sexual healin’
[Outro]
It must be love (Oh)
I feel like Pepé Le Pew
I love you, I think I love you
I said, “I think I love you,” baby
I think I love you, mwah
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Sexual Healing (Dr. Dre Reference)
[Verse 1]
Dr. Dre, Vodka, tango, will knock the socks off ya
Gangster, hell, watch your step, partner
Danger, Dre shot ya
You do not want them thangs to spray (Haha!)
Thanks to me, you become bacon soufflé
A.K. guns, you lay
Face down, it’s melee, what you say?
Okay, here we go, one, two, three!
[Verse 2]
Some say tom-ay-toes, I say to-mah-toes
I get you one day and hit you with po-tay-toes and pot-ah-toes
In a state of shock ‘cos I put some playdoh in your Tahoe
And I threw a rock and a bottle at your Eldorado
So eat a cock, don’t forget to swallow’s what I tell a model
‘Cos your stomachs hollow, gobble up like an avocado
Toast, Tony, bottom’s up, party ’till tomorrow
‘Till you’re looking like you got hit by Troy Polamalu
[Chorus]
Now I don’t wanna bother you baby, but I’ve never mеt a woman quite like you
So tell mе what I gotta do
I’ve never been with a virgin, but I’d sure like to
Is this love that I’m feelin’?
How do I describe the vibe that I’m feelin’ inside?
I’m in the mood for sexual healin’
[Verse 3]
Shady, Slim, crazy cranium
Stadium’s packed with eighty M80’s
I’m finna blow this bitch into smithereens, baby, it’s tender
Lady, she was a transgender, I stuck her in my dad’s blender
Then in the trash bin, just send her
What’s her name? It, I can’t remember
Charles Manson bumper sticker on my fender
I’m in the mood for a little slender, sly, slick little female, and enter
Trap her like a fly so I can dismember
Some say I’m just a no-good degenerate
I keep yelling at Ellen De Degeneres
‘Cos I’m jealous of her, she’s got Portia
I should force her to divorce her, chorus!
[Chorus]
Now I don’t wanna bother you baby, but I’ve never met a woman quite like you
So tell me what I gotta do
I’ve never been with a virgin, but I’d sure like to
Is this love that I’m feelin’?
How do I describe the vibe that I’m feelin’ inside?
I’m in the mood for sexual healin’
[Verse 4]
Which Michael will I act like more?
Will it be Jackson or Myers, little kiddies come relax by the fire (Woo!)
Snacks, cookies, Halloween treats
Dre keep making mean beats, I’ma keep these hookers in-between sheets
I ain’t got no game, baby, just a lot of balls
And I don’t like a lot of talk, uh-uh, not at all
Just give me some Phenobarbital and a Barbie doll
I’m bouncing up and down like Dolly Parton with a volleyball
What am I, a social butterfly?
That ain’t nothin’ but a lie, slut, you must be thinkin’ of another guy
I don’t got no time for no idle chat
I’m a homicidal mac with an axe, yeah, baby, bite on that
So, slide on over, nice rack, leave your light on at night
With a night-light and a Lite-Brite ‘cos I might attack
Meningitis of the spine, a slight side effect
Every time I rap about Christopher Reeves behind his back
[Chorus]
Now I don’t wanna bother you baby, but I’ve never met a woman quite like you
So tell me what I gotta do
I’ve never been with a virgin, but I’d sure like to
Is this love that I’m feelin’?
How do I describe the vibe that I’m feelin’ inside?
I’m in the mood for sexual healin’
[Outro]
It must be love!
Oh!
I feel like Pepe Le Pew!
I love you!
I think I love you, I said I think I love you!
Baby, I think I love you, mwa!
