Luyện nghe bài hát Swingin'

dance, uh
"Yes ma'am, is Charlotte at home by chance?
Uh, yeah, ma'am we're to have a date tonight
Where we going? tell you where we're going, swinging"

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

Her brother was on the sofa, chocolate pie
Her momma was in the kitchen cuttin' up to fry
was in the back yard rollin' up a garden hose
And I was on the porch with Charlotte feelin' love to my toes

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

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

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

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

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

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

There's money in the bank two step to that

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

Yeah, we were
Little Charlotte, she's as as the angels when they sing
I just believe it started on the front porch in a swing
Swingin', swingin', we go

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

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

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

Don't touch knob
There might be jam on it
Too jam on it
Too jam on it
Too jam on it