I've got sunshineOn a cloudy dayWhen it's cold outsideI've got the month of MayI guess you'd sayWhat can make me feel this way?My girl, my girl, my girlTalkin' 'bout my girlMy girlI've got so much honeyThe bees envy meI've got a sweeter songThan the birds in the treesWell, I guess you'd sayWhat can make me feel this way?My girl, my girl, my girlTalkin' 'bout my girlMy girlHey, hey, heyHey, hey, heyOoh yeahI don't need no moneyFortune or fameI got all the riches, babyOne man can claimWell, I guess you'd sayWhat can make me feel this way?My girl, my girl, my girlTalkin' 'bout my girlMy girl(Talkin' 'bout my girl)I got sunshine on a cloudy day with my girlI've even got the month of May with my girl(Talkin' 'bout my girl)Talkin' bout, talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout my girlGroovin' on a Sunday afternoonReally couldn't get away too soonI can't imagine anything that's betterThe world is ours whenever we're togetherThere ain't a place I'd like to be instead ofMovin' down a crowded avenueDoing anything we like to doThere's always lots of things that we can seeYou can be anyone we like to beAll those happy people we could meetJust groovin' on a Sunday afternoonReally, couldn't get away too soonWe'll keep on spending sunny days this wayWe're gonna talk and laugh our time awayI feel it coming closer day by dayLife would be ecstasy, you and me endlesslyGroovin' on a Sunday afternoonReally couldn't get away to soonNo, no, no, noGroovin'Groovin'