I don't need no money, or count my pay.
I've got all the riches, baby, one man can take.
I guess, you'll say,
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl) my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl.
I go so much honey, the bees envy me.
I've got a sweeter song, baby, than the birds in the trees.
Don't need no money or pay.
I've got my girl i've got all the riches one man can take.
