Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Angels
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Feldman
Composer
Richard Gottehrer
Composer
Gerald Goldstein
Composer
BRELAND
Composer
Lyrics
He is the kissing kind
He's ready all the time
He makes my poor heart start to race
Whenever we embrace
Whoa, kissing kissing, kissing kind
Yeah yeah, kissing kissing, kissing kind
Hey hey, his kiss is so divine
Drive a girl right out of her mind
He is the kissing kind
His lips are mine all mine
No one can kiss him but me
And when I do, it's not platonically
Whoa, kissing kissing, the kissing kind
Yeah yeah, kissing kissing, the kissing kind
Hey hey, he's got the kiss to drive me mad
I get so hot and I feel so bad
He is the kissing kind
He's the boy that destroys my mind
Yeah yeah, you know he drives me wild
He makes me feel like a helpless child
Whoa, kissing kissing, kissing kind
Yeah yeah, kissing kissing, kissing kind
Mmm-hmm, once you got him you need him more
It's like a habit that you can't ignore
Burn it up!
He's bad
Look at that boy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: BRELAND, Bob Feldman, Gerald Goldstein, Richard Gottehrer