My Girl

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

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 trees.

I guess you’d say

What can make me feel this way?

My girl

Talkin’ ’bout my girl 

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