Makin' Whoopee

Every time I hear that march from low and grin I am always on the outside looking in Maybe that is why I see the funny side When I see somebody's brother take a bride Weddings make a lot of people say But if it isn't you, they're not so bad 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 killin' that he's so willin' to make whoopee Picture a little love nest Down where the roses cling Picture the same, sweet love nest Think what a year can bring He's washin dishes and baby clothes He's so ambitious he even sews But don't forget folks That's what you get folks, for makin' whoopee Down through the countless ages You'll find it everywhere Somebody makes good wages Somebody wants her share She calls him "tootles" And rolls her eyes She makes him strudels And bakes him pies What is it all for, just so he'll fall for Makin' whoopee