I’ve got sunshine
On a cloudy day
When it’s cold outside
I’ve got the month of May
I guess you’d say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl, my girl, my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
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’d say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl, my girl, my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
My girl
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Ooh yeah
I don’t need no money
Fortune or fame
I got all the riches, baby
One man can claim
Well, I guess you’d say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl, my girl, my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
My girl
(Talkin' 'bout my girl)
I got sunshine on a cloudy day with my girl
I’ve even got the month of May with my girl
(Talkin' 'bout my girl)
Talkin' bout, talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout my girl
Groovin' on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn’t get away too soon
I can’t imagine anything that’s better
The world is ours whenever we’re together
There ain’t a place I’d like to be instead of
Movin' down a crowded avenue
Doing anything we like to do
There’s always lots of things that we can see
You can be anyone we like to be
All those happy people we could meet
Just groovin' on a Sunday afternoon
Really, couldn’t get away too soon
We’ll keep on spending sunny days this way
We’re gonna talk and laugh our time away
I feel it coming closer day by day
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly
Groovin' on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn’t get away to soon
No, no, no, no
Groovin'
Groovin'
TanyaRADA пишет:
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