Another bride, another June, another sunny honeymoon,
another season, another reason for makin? whoopie.
A lot of shoes, a lot of rice, the groom is nervous, he answers twice,
it?s really killing, that he?s so willing, to makin? whoopie.
Now picture a little lovenest down where the roses cling,
picture the same sweet lovenest, think what a year can bring.
He?s washing dishes and baby clothes, he?s so ambitious, he even sews.
But don?t forget, folks, that?s what you get, folks, from makin?
whoopie.
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Another year, maybe less, what?s this I hear? Well, can?t you guess ?
She feels neglected and he?s suspected of makin? whoopie.
She sits alone most every night, he doesn?t phone, he doesn?t write,
he says he?s busy, but she says, ?Busy? He?s makin?
whoopie.?
Now he doesn?t make much money, only five thousand buck,
some judge, who thinks he?s funny, says. ?You pay six to her!?
He says, ?Now Judge, suppose I fail ?? Judge says, ?Budge right into jail!
You better keep her, I think it?s cheaper than makin? whoopie.