My Girl

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
And when it's cold outside, I've got the month of May
Well I guess you'd say what can make me feel this way
My girl, I'm talking 'bout my girl

I've got so much honey, the bees envy me, yes they do
I've got a sweeter song, baby, than the birds in the trees
And that's why I guess you'd say what can make me feel this way
It's my girl, talking 'bout my girl, my girl, ooh yeah

So, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah

I don't need no money, fortune, or fame, baby
I've got all the riches right now, one man could claim
I guess you'd say what can make me feel this way
It's my girl, yes it is, I'm talking 'bout my girl

Talking bout my girl, baby
Talking bout my girl
Talking bout my girl, baby
Talking bout my girl

Talking bout my girl, baby
Talking bout my girl

Ohh, ohh, my girl
Ohh, ohh, my girl
Ohh, ohh, my girl
Ohh, ohh, my girl

Talking bout my girl, baby
Talking bout my girl
Talking bout my girl, baby
Talking bout my girl