Got gooseflesh, got butterflies, got a temperature you gonna feel em rise
I make a good man, like a bad son, like a daddy that you call number one

I see this big heart like a big stain, makin your love make me feel the lick
so when the [bad word]  bad weather roam
aint a shame if I dont see the sun because

Who needs the sunshine when your here

Who needs the sunshine when your here

Who needs the sunshine when your here

When you carry the sunshine with you

Dont need no big train hor-cigary(???)
I got more than I need [bad word] the set
I make picturesque on the warm breast
Head [bad word] I dont need no rest
But gimme medicine in the shape of your (?)
What kinda of fetish did I decide to cast you in
So when the storm break I'll leave the headache
To walk alone in the cloud for my own sake

Who needs the sunshine when your here

Who needs the sunshine when your here

Who needs the sunshine when your here

When you carry the sunshine all alone with you