[Chorus: Paula DeAnda]
I'm leaving messages and voicemails, telling you I miss you
Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much)
Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you?
Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much)
Tell me, what's the issue who I give these lips to?
Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much)
This is turnin' into something I ain't hip to
Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much)

[Verse 1: Paula DeAnda]
See, you got me all alone, waiting right here by the phone
For you to call me just to hear your voice tone
I keep on wonderin' if you was even feelin' me
I keep on wonderin' if this was even meant to be
Tell me, am I wasting time, boy? You showing me no signs
Is it 'cause you on your grind? 'Cause you always on my mind
I keep on wonderin' if everything you said was true
I keep on wonderin' if you were really comin' through

[Pre-Chorus 1: Paula DeAnda]
Now here I go again, blowin' you up (Up)
And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much (Much), oh
Now here I go again blowin' you up (Up)
And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much
[Chorus: Paula DeAnda]
I'm leaving messages and voicemails, telling you I miss you (Voicemails, miss you)
Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much, uh)
Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you? (Why you tryna diss me, baby?)
Baby, am I doing too much? (Just wanna kiss you, doing too much)
Tell me, what's the issue who I give these lips to? (Tell me, what's the issue?)
Baby, am I doing too much?
This is turnin' into something I ain't hip to (Something I ain't hip to)
Baby, am I doing too much? (Am I doing too much?)

[Verse 2: Paula DeAnda]
I'm out with my girls, tryna have a good time (Good time)
And you know I'm looking fly, tryna meet some other guys
But it gets hard sometime 'cause there ain't no one just like you (You)
I try my best, but I can't shake this feel you got me through (Shake, shake)
All I can picture is the color of your eyes (Color of your eyes)
And the way you make me smile, I ain't felt this in a while
But I came to a conclusion that this is pure illusion
Chaos and confusion, but I'm not gon' let it ruin

[Pre-Chorus 2: Paula DeAnda]
The way I feel about myself 'cause I got self-esteem (Esteem)
Sometimes I wonder if I'm just chasin' a fantasy (Oh, oh-oh-oh)
The way I feel about myself 'cause I got self-esteem (Esteem)
Sometimes I wonder if I'm just chasin' a fantasy
[Chorus: Paula DeAnda]
(Too much)
I'm leaving messages and voicemails, telling you I miss you
Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much)
Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you (Why you tryna diss me, baby?)
Baby, am I doing too much? (Just wanna kiss you, too much)
Tell me, what's the issue who I give these lips to? (Tell me, what's the issue?)
Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much)
This is turnin' into something I ain't hip to (Something I ain't hip to)
Baby, am I doing too much? (Am I doing too much?)

[Bridge: Baby Bash & (Paula DeAnda)]
Just leave your name and number, and I'ma holla at ya (Oh-oh-oh)
Just leave your name and number, and I'ma holla at ya (Oh-oh-oh)
Just leave your name and number, and I'ma holla at ya (Oh-oh-oh)
Just leave your name and number, and I'ma holla at ya
Ronnie Ray, all day, women in the hallway (Ooh-ooh)
Every day losin' track of the people tryna call me (Ooh-ooh)
Don't take this the wrong way, I've been havin' long days
Doin' it, movin' 'round the tow
Wherever I'm gettin' my song played, played

[Pre-Chorus 1: Paula DeAnda]
Now here I go again, blowin' you up (Here I go again)
And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much, oh (Oh, oh-oh)
Now here I go again, blowin' you up
And my girlfriends keep telling me I'm doing too much
[Chorus: Paula DeAnda]
I'm leaving messages and voicemails, telling you I miss you (Voicemails, miss you)
Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much, too much)
Why you tryna diss me when I just wanna kiss you? (Why you tryna kiss me, baby?)
Baby, am I doing too much? (Just wanna kiss you, too much)
Tell me what's the issue who I give these lips to? (Tell me, what's the issue?)
Baby, am I doing too much? (Too much, ooh)
This is turnin' into something I ain't hip to (Something I ain't hip to)
Baby, am I doing too much? (Am I doing too much?)

[Outro: Paula DeAnda]
Oh, oh-oh, ooh
Doing too much