Bryan: I've got sunshine on a cloudy day, When it's cold outside, I've got the month on May.
I guess you say, What can make me feel this way.
My girl, My girl, Talking about 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 say, What can make me feel this way.
My girl, Talking about my girl.
Hey, hey, hey, Hey, hey, hey, Ohh yeah.
I don't need no money, Fortune or fame, I've got all the riches baby, One man can claim.
Well, I guess you say, What can make me feel this way.
My girl, Talking about my girl.
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day, With my girl, I even got the month of may, My girl, Talking about my girl, Talking about, Talking about, My girl, My girl.
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