Theres a little girl in our neighborhood, her name is Charlotte Johnson and shes really lookin good. I had to go and see her, so I called her on the phone. I walked over to her house and this was going on: Her brother was on the sofa, eatin chocolate pie, her Mama was in the kitchen cuttin chicken up to fry. Her daddy was in the backyard rollin up a garden hose, I was on the porch with Charlotte, feelin love down to my toes... and we were Swingin, yes we were Swingin... Little Charlotte shes as pretty as the angels when they sing, I cant believe Im out here on her front porch in this swing, Just-a-swingin, Yeah, and well be swingin, yes, well be swinging. Little Charlotte shes as pretty as the angels when they sang, I cant believe Im out here on the front porch in the swang, Just-a-swangin. Now Charlotte shes the darlin, shes the apple of my eye, and when Im on the swang with her it makes me almost high. And Charlotte is my lover and she has been since the sprang, I just cant believe it started on her front porch in this swang. Just a swangin, well just a swangin, Little Charlotte shes as pretty as the angels when they sang, I cant believe Im out here on the front porch in the swang, Just-a-swangin. I said, Little Charlotte shes as pretty as the angels when they sang, I cant believe Im out here on her front porch in the swang, Just-a-swangin.
Posted on: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 21:44:45 +0000