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'm, that he's so willin'
To Make Whoopee!

Picture a little love-nest,
Down where the roses swing,
Picture the same sweet love-nest,
Think what the years can bring.

He's washing 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 her, 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 pay six to her"

Now he says: "Judge, suppose I fail."
The judge says: "Bud, right into jail!
You'd better keep her,
I think it's cheaper
Than Makin' Whoopee!"

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