Makin' Whoopee Lyrics - Esther Phillips

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 

Picture a little love nest 

Down where the roses cling 

Picture the 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 

He doesn't make much money 

Five thousand dollars per; 

Some judge who thinks he's funny 

Says, "You pay six to her." 

He says, "Now judge, suppose I fail?" 

The judge says, "Budge, right into jail. 

You'd better keep her 

I think it's cheaper 

Than making whoopee."