Makin' Whoopee


Ev'rytime I hear that march from Lohengrin
I am always on the outside looking in.
Maybe that is why I see the funny side
When I see a fallen brother take a bride.
Weddings make a lot of people sad,
But if you're not the groom they're not so bad.


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 killing that he's so willing
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 washing 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 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 ev'ry 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'll 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 makin' whoopee! "
Another whoopee!
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