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 . . .