Makin' Whoopee! lyrics

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 Now, picture a little love nest Down where the roses cling Picture the same sweet love nest Think what a year can bring 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, 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 her, he doesn't write He says he's busy, but she says, is he? He's makin' whoopee Well he doesn't make much money Only five thousand per And some judge that thinks he's funny Says, you'll pay six to her So he says, judge, suppose I fail? The judge says, march right into jail You better keep her, I think it's cheaper Than makin' whoopee You better keep her, I think it's cheaper Than makin' whoopee