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Bryan:
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day,
When it's cold outside,
I've got the month on May.
All:
I guess you'd say,
What can make me feel this way.
Bryan:
My girl, My girl, my girl,
Talking about my girl.
My girl,
Shane:
I've got so much honey,
The bees envy me,
I've got a sweeter song,
Than the birds in the trees.
Well...
All:
I guess you'd say,
What can make me feel this way.
Shane:
My girl, My girl, my girl,
Talking about my girl, My girl,
Ooohhh.
All:
Hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey.
Mark:
Ohh yeah,
I don't need no money,
Fortune or fame,
I've got all the riches baby,
One man can claim.
Well...
All:
I guess you'd say,
What can make me feel this way.
Mark:
My girl, My girl, my girl,
Talking about my girl.
My girl, talking about my girl,
Bryan:
I've got sunshine on a cloudy day,
With my girl.
Mark:
I've even got the month of May,
With my girl.
Bryan:
Talking about,
Talking about,
Talking about my girl,
Whooooo,
My girl,
Mark:
That's all I can talk about...