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 k**in' that he's so willin' For makin' whoopee Picture a little love nest Down where the roses cling Picture that 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, 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' 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' whoopee Than makin', makin', makin'