Lyrics Comptine pour une désespérée - Zaza Fournier
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
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1 La vie à deux
2 Mademoiselle
3 Les mots toc
4 Mon homme
5 Comptine pour une désespérée
6 S.O.S
7 Rêve amériçain
8 Mon slow
9 Baston
10 C'est comme ça
11 Baiser d'un soir
12 Post-scriptum
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