My Guy, My Girl

(Wm. Robinson/R. White)

Nothing you could say
Could tear me away from my guy (My God)
Nothing you could do
'Cause I'm stuck like glue to my God
I'm sticking to my guy like a stamp to a letter
Like birds of a feather
We stick together
I'm telling you from the start
I can't be torn apart from my god

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
When it's cold outside
I've got the month of May
I guess you say
What can make me feel this way?
My God, talking 'bout my God

No handsome face could ever take the place of my God

I've got so much, so much, so much honey
That the bees envy me
I guess you say
What can make me feel this way?

There's not a man today
Who could take me away from my god

I don't need money, fortune or fame

There's nothing you can buy
Could make me tell a lie to my God
There's nothing you can do
Could make me untrue to my god

I guess you say
What can make me feel this way?

There's not a man today
Who could take me away from my God
Nothing you can say could tear me away from my god