I´ve got sunshine, on a cloudy day...
When its cold outside, I´ve got the month of May.
I´d guess you´d say,

What can make me feel this way?
My girl,
My girl,
My girl,
Talking 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´d guess you´d say,
What can make me feel this way?
My girl,
My girl,
My girl,
Talking bout my girl.
My girl!
I don´t need nobody,
Oh just my baby.

I´ve got all the riches baby,
One man can claim.
I´d guess you´d say,
What can make me feel this way?
My girl,
My girl,
My girl,
Talking bout my girl.
My girl!