I've got sunshine on a cloudy day When it's cold outside, I've got the month of May I guess you'd say, what can make me feel this way? My girl, talking bout my girl I've got so much on in the breeze, 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, talking bout my girl Ooh, ooh, ooh Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah I don't need no money, fortune or fame I've got all the riches, babe, if one man could ever claim Well, I guess you'd say, what can make me feel this way? My girl, I'm 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 Talking bout my girl Talking bout my girl