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