Another bride, another June Another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason For making 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 some whoopee Picture a little love nest Down where the roses cling Picture the same sweet love nest See what a year can bring I sit alone 'most every night He doesn't phone, he doesn't write He says he is busy and I say busy He's making whoopee He doesn't make much money Only five thousand per Some judge who thinks he's funny Says, "You pay six to her" He says, "Now judge, suppose I fail?" The judge says, "Boy right into jail You better keep her, I think it's cheaper Than making whoopee" Than making whoopee Than making