There's a little boy in our neighborhood His name is Charlie Johnson, and he's really looking 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, eating chocolate pie His mama was in the kitchen, cutting chicken up to fry His daddy was in the backyard, rolling up a garden hose And I was on the porch with Charlie, feeling love down to my toes And we were swingin' Aw yeah, now, we were swingin' Little Charlie, he's as pretty as the angels when they sing I can't believe I'm out here on his front porch in this swing Just a-swingin' Now little Charlie, he's my darling, 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 his front porch in this swing Just a-swingin' Aw yeah now, baby, swingin' Oh 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, eating chocolate pie In the kitchen, cutting chicken up to fry In the backyard, rolling up a garden hose Yeah, feeling 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 mine since spring on the front porch in his swing Just a-swingin' Oh, he was swingin' Well, he was swingin' Oh now, we was 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' Swingin'