Swingin'

There's a little boy in our neighborhood His name is Charlie Johnson, and he's really lookin' good I had to go and see him, so I called him on the phone I walked over to his house, and this was going on His brother was on the sofa, eatin' chocolate pie His mama was in the kitchen, cuttin' chicken up to fry His daddy was in the backyard, rollin' up a garden hose And I was on the porch with Charlie, feelin' love down to my toes And we were swingin' Aw, yeah, now, we were swingin' Yeah, little Charlie, he's as pretty as the angels when they sing I can't believe I'm out here on this front porch in this swing Just a-swingin' Now, little Charlie, he's my darlin'; he's the apple of my eye And when I'm on the swing with him, it makes me almost high And Charlie, he's my lover, and he has been since the spring I just can't believe it started on this front porch in the swing Just a-swingin' Aw, yeah, now, we were swingin' Yeah, little Charlie, he's as pretty as the angels when they sing I can't believe I'm out here on this front porch in this swing Just a-swingin' On the sofa, eatin' chocolate pie In the kitchen, cuttin' chicken up to fry In the backyard, rollin' up a garden hose Yeah, feelin' love down to my toes Yeah, he's the apple of my eye When I'm with him, it makes me almost high He's been here since the spring On the front porch, in the swing Just a swingin' Oh yeah, we were swingin' Well, we were swingin' Oh, now, we were swingin' Yeah, little Charlie, he's as pretty as the angels when they sing I can't believe I'm out here on this front porch in this swing Yeah Just a swingin' Mmm, swingin'