There's a girl in our neighborhood Her name is Charlotte Johnson and she's lookin' good I had to go and see her, so I called her on the I walked to her house and this was going on
Her was on the sofa, eatin' chocolate pie Her Mama was in the kitchen, cuttin' up to fry Daddy was in the backyard up a garden hose I was on the porch with Charlotte, feelin' down to my toes
And we swingin' (Swingin') Yes, we were (Swingin')
Charlotte, she's as pretty as the angels when they sing I can't I'm out here on her front porch in this swing
a swingin' (Swingin')
Yeah, and be swingin' (Swingin') Yes, we'll be (Swingin')
Little Charlotte, she's as pretty as the angels they sang I can't believe I'm out here on the front porch in the
Just a (Swingin')
And now Charlotte, she's the darlin', the apple of my eye When I'm on the swang her, it makes me almost high And Charlotte is my lover and she has since the spring I just can't believe, it started on her front in this swang
I just a (Swingin') Well, just a (Swingin')
Little Charlotte, she's as pretty as the angels they sang I can't believe I'm out here on the porch in the swang
Just a (Swingin')
I said, Little Charlotte, she's as pretty as the when they sang I can't I'm out here on her front porch in the swang
Just a (Swingin', swingin')