I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
When it's cold outside, I've got the month of May
I guess you say

What can make me feel this way?
My girl
Talkin' '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

Well, I guess you say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl

Talkin' 'bout my girl

(Oh, girl, you're the mural on every wall. You are the leap in every spring and the sigh in every fall, and I'm so lucky that I can call you my girl.)


I don't need no money, fortune, or fame
I've got all the riches, baby, that one man could claim

Well, I guess you say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl

Talkin' 'bout my girl
Ooh
You know I'm talkin' about my girl