My girl By: Phil Collins I've got sunshine, on a cloudy day. When it's cold outside, I've got the month of May. Oh, I guess you'll say: what can make me feel this way? It’s my girl. (My girl, my girl) You wanna talkin' 'bout my girl. (My girl) I've got so much honey you know that the bees envy me. Got a sweeter song that I can sing than the birds in the trees. Oh, I guess you'll say: what can make me feel this way? It’s my girl. (My girl, my girl) Talkin' 'bout my girl. (My girl) Hoooo, Hoooo. Hey, hey, hey. I don't need no money, fortune or fame. I've got all the riches, baby, one man can claim. Oh, I guess you might say: what can make me feel this way? It’s my girl. (My girl, my girl) You know what I’m talkin' 'bout my girl. (My girl) I've got sunshine on cloudy day with my girl |