Zaza Fournier - Comptine pour une désespérée lyrics

There's a little girl In our neighborhood Her name is Charlotte Johnson And she's really looking good I had to go and see her, So I called her on the phone I walked over to her house, And this was going on Her brother was on the sofa Eating chocolate pie Her momma was in the kitchen Cutting chicken up to fry Her daddy was in the backyard Rolling up a garden hose I was on the porch with Charlotte Feeling love down to my toes And they were swinging Yeah they were swinging Little Charlotte 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-swinging Now Charlotte's she's a darling, She's the apple of my eye And when I'm on the swing with her it She makes me almost high And Charlotte is my lover And she has been since the spring I just can't believe it started On her front porch in this swing A-just a swinging, just a swinging Little Charlotte 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-swinging Little Charlotte 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-swinging Yeah we were swinging I see him swinging Just swinging