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