I've got sunshine, on a cloudy day When its cold outside, I've got the month of May I guess you'll 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, mmm-hmm I've got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees Well, I guess you'll say What pretty little girl can make me feel this way? My girl (My girl, my girl) Talking 'bout my girl (My girl) Ooh, hoo hoo, yeah yeah Hey, hey, hey... Hey, hey, hey... Ooh yeah I don't need money, fortune or fame, oh no 'Cause I've got all the riches, baby One man can claim Well, I guess you'll say What can make Stevie feel this way? My girl (my girl, my girl) Talking 'bout my girl (Talking 'bout my girl) I've got sunshine on a cloudy day with my girl I've even got the month of May with my girl (my girl, my girl) Talking 'bout, talking, talking 'bout my girl Oh, ho, my girl