Makin' Whoopee lyrics

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' 'cause he's so willin'

For making 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

So don't forget, folks, that's what you get, folks

For makin' whoopee.

Down through the colorless (?) ages

You'll find it everywhere:

Some fellow makes good wages,

Some female gets her share.

She calls him Toodles (?) and rose her eyes

She bakes him strudels and makes him pies

And what's it all for?

It's so ill-thought for

For makin' whoopee.

• Artist:Mel Tormé