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There's a little girl in our neighborhood
Her name is Charlette Johnson and she's 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 goin' on

Her brother was on the sofa, eatin' chocolate pie
Her momma 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 Charlette feelin' love down to my toes

And we were swingin', swingin', yeah, just a-swingin', swingin'
Little Charlette, she's as pretty as the angels when they sing
I can't believe I'm out here on the front porch in this swing
Just a-swingin', swingin'

Swingin', swingin', swingin'

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

Just a-swingin', swingin', yeah, we were swingin', swingin'
Little Charlette, she's as pretty as the angels when they sing
I can't believe I'm out here on her front porch in this swing
Just a-swingin', swingin'

I said little Charlette, she's as pretty as the angels when they sing
I can't believe I'm out here on her front porch in this swing
Just a-swingin', swingin'