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   Its 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, yes      He's washin dishes and baby clothes   He's so ambitious he even sews   But don't forget folks   Thats what you get folks, for makin' whoopee      Another year, maybe less   What's this I hear? Well, can't you guess?   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      Now 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, "Now judge, suppose I fail?"   Judge say, "Budge, right into jail.   You'd better keep her. I think it's cheaper   Than makin' whoopee."      Yes, yeah, you better keep her   Daddy, I think it's cheaper   Then makin' whoopee