Another bride, another groom 

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 

It's really killin' that he's so willin' for makin' whoopee 



Picture a little love nest 

Down where the roses swing 

Picture the same sweet love nest 

And think what a 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, 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 



Now 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. Yeah, I think it's cheaper 

Than makin' whoopee. 



Than makin' whoope 

Than makin' whoope 

Than makin' uh-huh 

Makin' uh-huhThanks to thudord@yahoo.com