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 (my girl) 

Talkin' bout my girl 

(My girl) 



I've got so much 

Honey bees envy me (ohh...) 

I've got a sweeter song 

Than the birds in the trees 



Well, I guess you'll say 

What can make me feel this way 



My girl (my girl) 

I'm talkin' bout my girl 

My girl 



Yeah hey hey (yeah hey hey) 

Yeah hey hey 

yeah 

You are my girl 

(yeah...) 



I don't need no money 

Fortune or fame 

I've got all the riches my baby 

One man can claim 



Yeah, I guess you say 

What can make me feel this way 



My girl (my girl) 

I'm talkin' bout my girl 

My Girl 



Yeah hey hey (yeah hey hey) 

I'm talkin bout my girl (my girl) 

Yeah hey hey (I'm talkin) 

I'm talkin bout my girl (I'm talkin bout my girl) 

I'll guess you'll say (I'm talkin bout) 

I wanna talk about it 

My girl 

Ohh... 

I'm talkin 

I'm talkin bout my girl