Makin' Whoopee!

Another bride Another June Another sunny Honeymoon Another season Another reason For makin' whoopee A lot of shoes A lot of rice The groom is nervous He answers twice It's really killing That he's so willing To make whoopee Picture a little love nest Down where the roses cling Picture that same sweet love nest Think what a year can bring He's washing dishes And baby clothes He's so ambitious He even sews So don't forget, folks That's what you get, folks For makin' whoopee Another year Or maybe less What's this I hear? Well, can't you guess? She feels neglected And he's suspected Of makin' whoopee She sits alone Most every night He doesn't phone her He doesn't write She says "He's busy" Then she says "Is he?" He's makin' whoopee He doesn't make much money Only five thousand per And some judge who thinks he's funny Says "You pay six to her" And he says "Judge Suppose I fail?" The judge says "Budge Right into jail" You better keep her I think it's cheaper Than makin' whoopee Than makin' whoopee Than makin' whoopee