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 goin' onHis 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
I was on the porch with Charlie, feelin' love down to my toesAnd we were swingin', ah yeah, now we were swingin'
Yeah, lil' Charlie, he's as pretty as the angels really sing
I can't believe I'm out here on this front porch in this swing
Just a swingin'Now lil' 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 this swingJust a swingin', ah yeah, now we were swingin'
Yeah, lil' Charlie, he's as pretty as the angels really sing
I can't believe I'm out here on this front porch in this swingJust 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 toesYeah, he's the apple of my eye
And when I'm with him, it makes me almost high
He's been here since this spring
On the front porch in this swingJust a swingin', oh, yeah, we were swingin'
Well we were swingin', oh, now, we were swingin'
Yeah, lil' Charlie, he's as pretty as the angels really sing
I can't believe I'm out here on this front porch, in this swingJust a swingin'
Mmm, swingin
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ShawneeL's Favorite Songs: book 2
Non-FictionContinuation of ShawneeL's Favorite Songs