My Girl

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day,
When it's cold outside,
I've got the month on May.

I guess you'd say,
What can make me feel this way.

My girl, [My girl, my girl,]
Talking about my girl.
[My girl,]

I've got so much honey,
The bees envy me,
I've got a sweeter song,
Than the birds in the trees.
Well...

I guess you'd say,
What can make me feel this way.

My girl, [My girl, my girl,]
Talking about my girl, [My girl,]
Ooohhh.

Hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey.

Ohh yeah,
I don't need no money,
Fortune or fame,
I've got all the riches baby,
One man can claim.
Well...

I guess you'd say,
What can make me feel this way.

My girl, [My girl, my girl,]
Talking about my girl.
[My girl, talking about my girl,]

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day,
With my girl.

I've even got the month of May,
With my girl.

Talking about,
Talking about,
Talking about my girl,
Whooooo,
My girl,

That's all I can talk about...