| Song | Make Out Party |
| Artist | Incubus |
| Album | Absolution Calling |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Girl I wanna kiss you | |
| But not just on your lips, no | |
| Tips of your fingers and every intersection | |
| Start again then at your pinky toe | |
| I know you know | |
| Can you tell I miss you? | |
| From my cadence and tempo | |
| Lips are a trigger, and maybe this connection | |
| Is a point we should be aiming for | |
| Could we make up? | |
| Could we make out? | |
| Could we make up? | |
| Could we make out? | |
| I get high every time I get the taste of you on my tongue | |
| And I know you’re one to hold on to | |
| Oh, a deep sigh everytime I get a hint of you in my mind | |
| Cause I know you won’t be held onto | |
| Babe, I’ve got a weakness for the backs of your knees, your | |
| Honey spilt over, and now I am an army of ants | |
| And we’re all thinkin’ the same thought, | |
| “Let’s get to work.” | |
| Let me introduce you to my slippery fingers | |
| Glistening and dangerous I'll use them all in ways | |
| That would make you giggle at my funeral | |
| Whoaah, I get high every time I get the taste of you on my tongue | |
| And I know you’re one to hold on to | |
| Oh, a deep sigh every time I get a hint of you in my mind | |
| Cause I know you won’t be held onto | |
| Could we make up? | |
| Could we make out? | |
| Could we make up? | |
| Could we make out? | |
| Can you tell I miss you? | |
| From my cadence and tempo | |
| Lips are a trigger, and maybe this connection | |
| Is a point we should be aiming for |
| Girl I wanna kiss you | |
| But not just on your lips, no | |
| Tips of your fingers and every intersection | |
| Start again then at your pinky toe | |
| I know you know | |
| Can you tell I miss you? | |
| From my cadence and tempo | |
| Lips are a trigger, and maybe this connection | |
| Is a point we should be aiming for | |
| Could we make up? | |
| Could we make out? | |
| Could we make up? | |
| Could we make out? | |
| I get high every time I get the taste of you on my tongue | |
| And I know you' re one to hold on to | |
| Oh, a deep sigh everytime I get a hint of you in my mind | |
| Cause I know you won' t be held onto | |
| Babe, I' ve got a weakness for the backs of your knees, your | |
| Honey spilt over, and now I am an army of ants | |
| And we' re all thinkin' the same thought, | |
| " Let' s get to work." | |
| Let me introduce you to my slippery fingers | |
| Glistening and dangerous I' ll use them all in ways | |
| That would make you giggle at my funeral | |
| Whoaah, I get high every time I get the taste of you on my tongue | |
| And I know you' re one to hold on to | |
| Oh, a deep sigh every time I get a hint of you in my mind | |
| Cause I know you won' t be held onto | |
| Could we make up? | |
| Could we make out? | |
| Could we make up? | |
| Could we make out? | |
| Can you tell I miss you? | |
| From my cadence and tempo | |
| Lips are a trigger, and maybe this connection | |
| Is a point we should be aiming for |
| Girl I wanna kiss you | |
| But not just on your lips, no | |
| Tips of your fingers and every intersection | |
| Start again then at your pinky toe | |
| I know you know | |
| Can you tell I miss you? | |
| From my cadence and tempo | |
| Lips are a trigger, and maybe this connection | |
| Is a point we should be aiming for | |
| Could we make up? | |
| Could we make out? | |
| Could we make up? | |
| Could we make out? | |
| I get high every time I get the taste of you on my tongue | |
| And I know you' re one to hold on to | |
| Oh, a deep sigh everytime I get a hint of you in my mind | |
| Cause I know you won' t be held onto | |
| Babe, I' ve got a weakness for the backs of your knees, your | |
| Honey spilt over, and now I am an army of ants | |
| And we' re all thinkin' the same thought, | |
| " Let' s get to work." | |
| Let me introduce you to my slippery fingers | |
| Glistening and dangerous I' ll use them all in ways | |
| That would make you giggle at my funeral | |
| Whoaah, I get high every time I get the taste of you on my tongue | |
| And I know you' re one to hold on to | |
| Oh, a deep sigh every time I get a hint of you in my mind | |
| Cause I know you won' t be held onto | |
| Could we make up? | |
| Could we make out? | |
| Could we make up? | |
| Could we make out? | |
| Can you tell I miss you? | |
| From my cadence and tempo | |
| Lips are a trigger, and maybe this connection | |
| Is a point we should be aiming for |