Lyrics Makin' Whoopee - Al Martino

Another bride, another June
Another sunny honeymoon
Another season, yeah another reason
For makin' whoopee

A lot of shoes, a lot of rice
The groom is nervous, he answers twice
It's really killing that he's so willing
To makin' whoopee

Picture a little love nest
Down where the roses cling
Picture that same sweet love nest
Think what a year can bring

He's washing dishes and baby clothes
He's so ambitious, man, he even sews
But don't forget folks, that's what you get folks
For makin' whoopee

Another year or maybe less
What's this I hear? Well now 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, "Now judge, suppose I fail?"
The judge says, "Bounce right into jail
You'd better keep her, I think it's cheaper
Than makin' whoopee"

Than makin' whoopee
Than makin' whoopee
Than makin' whoopee
Than makin' whoopee