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'