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 . . .