This song right here, is about makin out with somebody

And never talkin to them again (laughter)

And basically, how jealousy is a weak emotion. 

And how it's ruining the world. (That's right)

Make out with the universe now



I wanna walk into a bar, find myself a girl

Introduce myself, tell her that I like her shoes

Tell her she can buy her own drinks

I pull her to a dark corner, kiss her and make her heart sink

It's funny when the thugs with the tattoos think

That I'm a nerdy ass first base classroom geek

They walk by me and they don't even speak (word)

Then they find their girlfriend propped up on the bathroom sink

She's kissing me

We feelin the rhythm of slow drums givin delicate kisses with little to no tongue

It's so fun

She happily will follow the mirage

She's warm like a bottle of Shiraz (Goddamn)

There's something so especially unique about a girl that thinks her boyfriend's jealousy is weak

So right before he punches me and breaks my nose

I touch her whole entire body with the makeout rows



(Chorus)

Cause I'm a makeout bandit 

If you don't understand it

Keep your little love thing away from me

Cause I'm a makeout bandit

If you don't understand it

Keep your one night stand away from me

Cause I'm a makeout bandit

If you don't understand it

Keep your damn jealousy away from me

Cause I'm a makeout bandit

If you don't understand it

You should probably stay away from me



She wants to walk into a bar, find herself a boy

Introduce herself, tell him that she likes his ink

Tell him she can buy her own drinks

Pull him to a dark corner, bite his neck and make his heart sink

Play the harp strings in him, feel the sharp sting lightly

She got a sweet burn like a Long Beach ice tea

He feels flattered, he feels like such a bachelor

He asks for her name, but she says it doesn't matter

Like "Listen up boy, you're not my boo you're not my king

Don't say another word you're gonna ruin everything

I'm just choosin every dream that I've had with my flavor"

She's a humanitarian, she's not a player (damn)

She doesn't drink til she can't comprehend

Therefore she doesn't wake up next to random body skin

And she'll keep every bobby pin, bracelet, and necklace

Tells him you will not regret this



Chorus



You gotta put away the jealousy and drama, let it go (let it go)

You gotta put away the guns in your rap songs, let 'em go (let 'em go)

You gotta swallow that weak-ass anger, let it go (let it go)

You gotta stop takin life so serious and let it go

(make out with the universe)



I wanna walk into a venue, find myself Bjork

Introduce myself, tell her that I like her music

Ask her if she'll purchase me a car

Take her outside then I'll kiss her underneath the bright stars

From shiny Mission West back to Raytown High

I had to serenade my baby with the K-town vibe

I hit the switches on the tre pound five

And make Icelandic love on the playground slide

Cause I'm the makeout guy



Chorus



						     



						     Thanks to V Balayan