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
It's really killin'
That he's so willin' to make whoopee
Picture a little love nest
Down where the roses cling
Picture that 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
Another year, or maybe less
What's this I hear
Oh, can't you guess
She feels neglected, and he's suspected
Of makin' whoopee
Oh, she sits at home,
Most every night
He doesn't phone, he doesn't write
He says he's busy,
And 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, Hell give six to her."
He says, "Now judge, suppose I fail?"
The judge say, "Budge. Straight into jail.
Youd better keep her. I think its cheaper
Than makin whoopee.

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