I've got sunshine, on a cloudy day

When it's cold outside, I've got the month of May (ooh)

I guess you'd say

What can make me feel this way?

My girl, my girl, my girl

Talkin' '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 guess you'd say

What can make me feel this way?

My girl, my girl, my girl

Talkin' 'bout my girl, my girl

Ooh, ooh

Hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey

Ooh, ooh, yeah

I don't need no money (ooh), fortune, or fame

I've got all the riches, baby (ooh) one man can claim

Well, I guess you'd say

What can make me feel this way?

My girl, my girl, my girl

Talkin' 'bout my girl, my girl

(Talkin' 'bout my girl)

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day (whoa, whoa) with my girl

I've even got the month of May, with my girl (talkin' 'bout my girl)

Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout my girl (ooh)

Ooh, my girl (talkin' 'bout my girl)

That's all I can talk about is my girl (ooh)

Why don't you believe she's all my girl? (Talkin' 'bout my girl)