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 (thrice)

It's really killin'

That he's so willin'

For makin' 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

He don't stay out late

Won't even go

He's home about eight

With no wild oats to sow

Ain't misbehavin'

But he's cravin'

Something new

It's sad but true

Another year

Or maybe less

What's this I hear?

Well, you can 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 (that ain't right)

He says he's busy

But she says, "Is he?"

He's makin' whoopee

He doesn't make much money

Only five thousand per (he must be a musician)

Some judge who thinks he's funny

Says, "You'll pay six to her"

He said, "But judge

Suppose I fail?"

The judge says, "Budge

Right into jail!"

You better keep her

You know it's cheaper

Than makin' whoopee

Makin' whoopee

Whoopee

Whoopee