My Girl

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day And when it's cold outside, I've got the month of May I guess you'll 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 I've got a sweeter song than the birds in the tree I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl I'm talking 'bout my girl Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey I don't need money, fortune, or fame I got all the riches, baby, that one man can claim I guess you'll say What can make me feel this way My girl my girl, my girl talking 'bout my girl Hey, hey, hey hey, hey, hey I've got so much honey the bees envy me Hey, hey, hey hey, hey, hey I got a sweeter song than the birds in the tree Hey, hey, hey hey, hey, hey Don't need no fortune, no money or fame Hey, hey, hey But when I got my girl