Another bride Another June
Another sunny honey moon
Another season, another reason
For makin' whoopie
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 a year can bring
He's washing dishes and baby cloths
He's so ambitious he even sows
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 you 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 and 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 get six to her
He says now judge if I fail
The judge says budge straight into jail
You better keep her I think it's cheaper
Than makin' whoopee
