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.