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)