Makin' Whoopee

Another bride
 Another groom
 Another sunny honeymoon
 Another season
 Another reason
 For makin' whoopee
 A lot of shoes
 A lot of rice
 The groom got nervous
 He asked her twice
 It's really killing
 That he's so willing
 To make whoopee
 Down through the countless ages
 You'll find it everywhere
 Somebody makes good wages
 Somebody wants their share
 The people sing
 Here Comes The Bride
 Another victim
 By her side
 He's lost his reason
 'Cause it's the season
 For makin' whoopee
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 Another year
 Or maybe less
 "What's this I hear?"
 "Well, you'll never guess"
 He feels neglected
 And she's suspected
 Of makin' whoopee, whoopee, whoopee, whoopee
 He sits alone all day
 Every night
 She doesn't phone him
 She never writes
 She says, "I'm busy"
 But he says, "Is she?"
 I think they both know she's makin' whoopee
 He doesn't make much money
 He makes only five thousand per
 Some judge who thinks he's funny
 Says, "You'll pay six to her"
 Then he said, "Judge
 Suppose I fail?"
 Mm, the judge says, "Budge
 Right into jail
 You'd better keep her
 I think it's cheaper"
 You'd better keep her
 I think it's cheaper
 You'd better keep her
 I think it's cheaper
 Than makin' whoopee