Makin' Whoopee

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

Lotta shoes, a lotta rice
The groom is nervous, he answers twice
It's killin', he's so willin'
For makin' whoopee

Just picture a little love nest
Down where the roses grew
Picture that same sweet love nest
Think what a year can do

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

He doesn't make much money
Five thousand dollars per
But some judge who thinks he's funny
Says, "Boy, you better pay six to her"

He says, "But judge, suppose I fail?"
Judge says, "Bud, you'd land in jail
You better keep her, you'll find it's cheaper
Than makin' W-H-O-O-P-E
Whoopee!"