My Girl
Ive got sunshine
On a cloudy day.
When it's cold outside,
Ive 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)
Ive got so much honey
The bees envy me.
Ive 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.
Ive 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.
Ive got sushine on cloudy day
With my girl.
Ive even got the month of may
With my girl.
Talkin bout, talkin bout my girl . . .