John Anderson (J. Anderson/L. Delmore) Polygram Imternational Publishing, Inc.(ASCAP)
Let's dance!!! UH... (Yes ma'am... Is Charlotte Johnson at home by chance? Uh yea ma'am we're supposed to have a date tonight. Where we going? I'll tell you where we're going... Swinging)
There's a little girl, living in my neighborhood Her name is Charlotte Johnson mmm mmm lookin good I had to go and see her, so I called her on the phone 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 back yard rollin up a garden hose And I was on the porch with Charlotte feelin' love down to my toes
Chorus: And we were swingin' (swinging) Yeah we were swingin' (swinging) Little Charlotte she's as pretty as the angels when they sing I can't believe it started on the front porch in a swing Just swingin' (swingin) Just swingin' (swingin)
Now Charlotte she's a darlin she's the apple of my eye When I'm on the swing with her it makes me oh so high Now Charlotte is my lover and she has been since the spring I can't believe it started on her front porch in the swing
Chorus Repeat Chorus
Here we go...
Me and Charlotte sittin on the porch swing Eating moon pies sipping on the Real Thing Daddy comes out with a 12 gauge shotgun Had a flashback from his days in Viet Nam Honey please you're my daughter I guess she forgot all the things I taught her Shot gun blast my ears ringing on the front porch... UH
Chorus
That's what we were doing Swinging There's your money in the bank...two step to that
There's a little girl, living in my neighborhood Her name is Charlotte Johnson mmm mmm lookin good Now Charlotte is my lover and she has been since the spring I can't believe it started on her front porch in a swing
Here we go...
Me and Charlotte sittin on the porch swing Eating moon pies sipping on the Real Thing Daddy comes out with a 12 gauge shotgun Had a flashback from his days in Viet Nam Honey please you're my daughter I guess she forgot all the things I taught her Shot gun blast my ears ringing on the front porch... UH
CHORUS
That's what we were doing Swinging There's your money in the bank...two step to that
Don't touch that knob there might be some JAM ON IT... Too much jam on it Too much jam on it Too much jam on it
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Let's dance!!! UH... (Yes ma'am... Is Charlotte Johnson at home by chance? Uh yea ma'am we're supposed to have a date tonight. Where we going? I'll tell you where we're going... Swinging)
There's a little girl, living in my neighborhood Her name is Charlotte Johnson mmm mmm lookin good I had to go and see her, so I called her on the phone 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 back yard rollin up a garden hose And I was on the porch with Charlotte feelin' love down to my toes
Chorus: And we were swingin' (swinging) Yeah we were swingin' (swinging) Little Charlotte she's as pretty as the angels when they sing I can't believe it started on the front porch in a swing Just swingin' (swingin) Just swingin' (swingin)
Now Charlotte she's a darlin she's the apple of my eye When I'm on the swing with her it makes me oh so high Now Charlotte is my lover and she has been since the spring I can't believe it started on her front porch in the swing
Chorus Repeat Chorus
Here we go...
Me and Charlotte sittin on the porch swing Eating moon pies sipping on the Real Thing Daddy comes out with a 12 gauge shotgun Had a flashback from his days in Viet Nam Honey please you're my daughter I guess she forgot all the things I taught her Shot gun blast my ears ringing on the front porch... UH
Chorus
That's what we were doing Swinging There's your money in the bank...two step to that
There's a little girl, living in my neighborhood Her name is Charlotte Johnson mmm mmm lookin good Now Charlotte is my lover and she has been since the spring I can't believe it started on her front porch in a swing
Here we go...
Me and Charlotte sittin on the porch swing Eating moon pies sipping on the Real Thing Daddy comes out with a 12 gauge shotgun Had a flashback from his days in Viet Nam Honey please you're my daughter I guess she forgot all the things I taught her Shot gun blast my ears ringing on the front porch... UH
CHORUS
That's what we were doing Swinging There's your money in the bank...two step to that
Don't touch that knob there might be some JAM ON IT... Too much jam on it Too much jam on it Too much jam on it
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