Letra de My girl

I´ve got sunshine on a cloudy day;
And when it´s cold outside, I´ve got the month of May.
I guess you´ll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl - I´m talking ´bout my girl.

I´ve got so much honey the bees envy me;
I´ve got a sweeter song than the birds in the tree.
I guess you´ll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl - I´m talking ´bout my girl.

Hey, hey, hey...
Hey, hey, hey...

I don´t need money, fortune, or fame;
I got all the riches, baby, that one man can claim.
I guess you´ll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl, my girl) - talking ´bout my girl

(Hey, hey, hey - hey, hey, hey)
I´ve got so much honey the bees envy me
(Hey, hey, hey - hey, hey, hey)
I got a sweeter song than the birds in the tree
(Hey, hey, hey - hey, hey, hey)
Don´t need no fortune, no money or fame
(Hey, hey, hey...)
But when I got my girl...