Makin' Whoopee Lyrics

Another bride, another June Another funny 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 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, oh 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'll pay six to her." He says, "Judge, suppose I fail?" Judge say, "Budge. Right into jail. You'd better keep her. I think it's cheaper Than makin' whoopee." Than makin' whoopee. (fade out)