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

Its really killin' that he's so willin' to make whoopee

Now picture a little love nest

Down where the roses cling

Picture the same sweet love nest

And 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,

Thats 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 a five-thousand per

Some judge, who thinks he's funny

Says "you'll pay six to her"

He says: "Now judge, suppose I fail."

The judge says: "Budge, right into jail!

You'd better keep her,

I think it's cheaper

Than Makin' Whoopee!!"