Miss Too Much

She's a handful
And I'm not talking bout
What you think I'm talking bout
I'm talking bout bankroll
My balance dips
When I grab her
By the tip of her handle

Still I'm grateful
I got a little sugar
To sweeten my cup
Temper the bitter stuff
Tingle my tastebuds
When I pucker up
Nothing I can't put up with
Dealt with rougher stuff
If it's too much
At least she smothers the swell doubled up

She's a mouthful
But I'll never tell her to shut up, what
Let her drown me In babbling buttercups
At the first sound of her spritely seven up
I'll toast to that fandango
In a tank top
Serving up the tango
Like turtle doves
Splashing in the syrup
Of new love

She's a handful
But I'll gladly scoop up
Her sexy hour glass grains
For my sand box
Souped up, coupe top
Unlimited two step, full count, out
Miss Too Much short stacked shorty
Oh Lordie Lordie

She's more than a handful
But I'm not gonna give up
Keep reaching out
To grab a hold of
That baby girl they broke the mold of
It's a downtown love bug hold up
Can't get enough
Two pronged splatter tongue erupt

She's an earful
Never stop tryin
To cop a full crop top
Of that delirious
Miss stand on your hands

She's much more than a handful
But I'm man enough
Gonna stand up
Hang on
Not get creased by my centrefold
Miss Too Much, served neat, cute touch, yeah
She's much more than, much much more

She's a handful, uh huh
She's a handful, uh huh
She's a handful, uh huh
She's a handful, uh huh