By LeAnn Rimes
There's a little boy in our neighborhood
His name is Charlie Jackson 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 goin' on
His brother was on the sofa eatin' chocolate pie
His Momma was in the kitchen cuttin' chicken up to fry
His Daddy was in the backyard rollin' up a garden hose
I was on the porch with Charlie, feelin' love down to my toes
And we were swingin'
Aww yeah now we were swingin'
Well 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 the swing just a swingin'
Now little Charlie, he's a darlin', he's the apple of my eye
And when I'm on the swing with him, it makes me almost high
And Charlie is my lover and he has been since the spring
I just can't believe it started on his front porch in this swing
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 of a swing
Just a swingin'