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 what you get folks
For makin' 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!