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)
Talkin' about my girl (talkin′ ′bout my girl)
I've got so much honey (the honey), the bees envy me (the bees envy me)
I′ve got a sweeter song, yeah (sweeter song, yeah)
Than the birds in the trees (the birds in the trees)
Well, I guess you'll say, what can make me feel this way?
My girl (ooh, my girl)
Talkin′ about my girl (talkin' ′bout my girl)
Whoo, whoo-hoo
Do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do (hey, hey, hey)
Do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do
(Ooh) I love my baby, she makes me feel proud
I'll climb the highest mountain and say it out loud
I don't need no money, yeah, fortune, or fame
I′ve got all the riches, baby, one man can claim (that one man can claim)
Well, I guess you′ll say, what can make me feel this way?
My girl (ooh, my girl)
Talkin' ′bout my girl (ooh, talkin' ′bout my girl)
(Do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do) I've got sunshine on a cloudy day with my girl (my girl)
I′ve even got the month of May with my girl (my girl)
Talkin' 'bout my girl (my girl)
Ooh, yeah, my girl (my girl)
Ooh-ooh, my girl (my girl)
That′s all that I can talk about is my girl (my girl)
Yeah-yeah, my girl (my girl)
Ooh, yeah
Writer(s): William Robinson Jr., Ronald White Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
