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 
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, yes 

He's washin' dishes 
And baby clothes 
He's so ambitious 
He even sews 
But don't forget 
Folks 
That's what you 
Get folks 
For makin' whoopee 

Another year 
Oh, maybe less 
What's this I hear? 
Well 
She feels neglected 
And he's suspected 
Of makin' whoopee 

Yeah 
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" 
"No way" 

I say 
"Now judge 
suppose I fail?" 
The judge says 
"Right 
Right into jail" 
Oh, no 
I'd better keep her 
I think it's cheaper 
Than makin' whoopee 
Than makin' whoopee 
Then makin' whoopee 
Then makin' whoopee 
Then makin' whoopee