I've got sunshine
On a cloudy day.
When it's cold
outside,
I've got the month of
May.
Well, I guess you'll
say
What can make me feel this
way?
My girl. (My girl, my
girl)
Talkin' 'bout 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'll
say
What can make me feel this
way?
My girl. (My girl, my
girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl. (My
girl)
Ooooh, Hoooo.
Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey,
hey.
I don't need no money,
Fortune or fame.
I've got all the
riches, baby,
One man can claim.
Well, I guess you'll
say
What can make me feel this
way?
My girl. (My girl, my
girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl. (My
girl)
Talkin' bout my girl.
I've got sushine on cloudy
day
With my girl.
I've even got the month of
May
With my girl.
Talkin' bout, talkin' bout
my girl . . .