Luyện nghe bài hát Swingin'

dance, uh
"Yes ma'am, is Johnson at home by chance?
Uh, yeah, ma'am we're supposed to a date tonight
Where we going? I'll tell you we're going, swinging"

a little girl, living in my neighborhood
Her name is Johnson, mmm, mmm, lookin' good
I had to go and see her, so I called her on the
Walked to her house, this was goin' on

Her was on the sofa, eatin' chocolate pie
Her momma was in the cuttin' chicken up to fry
Daddy was in the back rollin' up a garden hose
And I was on the with Charlotte feelin' love down to my toes

And we swingin'
Yeah, we swingin'
Charlotte, she's as pretty as the angels when they sing
I just can't believe it started on the porch in a swing
Swingin',

Now, is the darlin', she's the apple of my eye
And I'm on the swing with her it makes me oh, so high
And is my lover, has been since the spring
I just can't it started on her front porch in the swing

Yeah, we were
Little Charlotte, she's as as the angels when they sing
I can't believe it started on the front porch in a swing
Swingin', swingin', we go

Me and Charlotte, on the porch swing
moon pies sippin' on the Real Thing
Daddy comes out a 12 gauge shotgun
Had a flashback from his days in Nam
"Honey please, my daughter"
I guess she all the things I taught her
gun blast my ears ringin' on the front porch, uh

Swingin',
Little Charlotte, as pretty as the angels when they sing
Can't believe it started on the porch in a swing

Little Charlotte, she's as pretty as the angels when they
I can't believe it started on the front in a swing
Swingin',
That's what we doing, swinging

There's money in the bank two step to that

There's a little girl, in my neighborhood
Her name is Johnson, mmm, mmm, lookin' good
And Charlotte is my lover, has been the spring
I just can't believe it started on her porch in a swing

Yeah, we swingin'
Little Charlotte, she's as pretty as the angels they sing
I just can't believe it on the front porch in a swing
Swingin', swingin', we go

Me and Charlotte, sittin' on the swing
Eating pies sippin' on the Real Thing
Daddy out with a 12 gauge shotgun
Had a from his days in Viet Nam
"Honey, please, my daughter"
I guess she forgot all the I taught her
Shot gun blast, my ringin' on the front porch, uh

Swingin',
Little Charlotte, she's as pretty as the angels when sing
Can't believe it started on the front in a swing

Little Charlotte, she's as pretty as the when they sing
I can't believe it started on the front in a swing
swingin'
That's we were doing, swingin'
There's your money in the two step to that

Don't touch that
There be some jam on it
Too jam on it
Too jam on it
Too jam on it