Make-Out King

I can't be seen Kissing the make-out king I know that they'll all be saying She's gone crazy Arms so long His heart is strong And I'm never sleeping again The make-out king Is in my bed And I'm so tired I think I'm a junkie His hair is curly He drinks like nobody knows where he's going And nobody cares what he's saying Dancing like he might tip over He's always a joker Looking for love around every corner I'm sure I know better, beware The make-out king is starting to care I can't be seen kissing the make-out king It's certain the girls are talking She'll be forgotten Legs so long His heart may soften I'm never sleeping again The make-out king Is in my bed And I'm so tired I think I'm a junkie Calls when he's drunk And drinks like nobody knows where he's going And nobody cares what he's saying