[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
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 'cause I put some Play-Doh 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
'Cause 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]
Girl, I've been watchin' what you do and, baby, I ain't nevеr met a woman quite like you
So tеll 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 3]
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 Degene-
Res, 'cause 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 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 healing

[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 Phenobarbital and a Barbie Doll
I'm bouncin' 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 'cause 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 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 healing

[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!