Makin' Whoopee!

Another bride, another groom

Another sunny honeymoon

Another season, and that's the reason

For makin' whoopee!

A lotta shoes, a lotta rice

The groom is nervous, he answers twice

It's really killin' that he's so willin'

For makin' whoopee!

Picture a little love nest

Down where the roses swing

Picture that same sweet love nest

Think what the years can bring

He's washin' 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, he doesn't write

He says he's busy, but she says

Is he?

He's makin' whoopee!

He doesn't make much money

Only five thousand per

Some judge who thinks he's funny

Says, "You pay six to her"

Now he says, "Judge, suppose I fail"

Judge says, "Bud, right into jail"

You better keep her

Yeah, I think it's cheaper

Than makin' whoopee!

Than makin' whoopee!

Than makin', mmm, mmm

Yeah, makin', ooh, ooh, ooh

Mmm

Makin', mmm-mmm