MAKING WHOOPEE

(Gus Kahn)



Another bride, another groom

The countryside is all in bloom;

The flow'rs 'n trees is,

The birds and bees is

Making whoopie.



The choir sings, "Here comes the bride"

Another victim is at her side

He's lost his reason

'Cause it's the season

For making whoopee.



Down through the countless ages,

You'll find it ev'rywhere:

Somebody makes good wages,

Somebody wants her share.

It's so he'll fall for

Making whoopee.



Another year, or maybe less

What's this I hear? Or can't you guess?

She feels neglected,

And he's suspected

Of making whoopee.



She sits alone 'most ev'ry night

He doesn't come home, or even write

He says he's busy

But she says, "Is he

Making whoopee?"



He doesn't make much money

Five thousand dollars per;

Some judge who thinks he's funny

Says, "You pay six to her."

He says, "Now judge, suppose I fail?"

The judge says, "Bud, right into jail.

You'd better keep her

You'll find it cheaper

Than making whoopee."



Note: This set of words sung by Eddie Cantor in movie version of

Whoopee! (1930) There are lots, lots, more.RG



Additional verses:



Another bride

Another groom

Another sunny

Honeymoon;

Another season,

Another reason

For makin' whoopee.



A quiet service,

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 lovenest

Down where the roses cling

Picture that same sweet lovenest

Think what a year can bring.



He's washing dishes

And baby clothes

He's so ambitious

He even sews;

But don't forget, boys

THat's what you get, boys

For makin' whoopee.

@love @marriage

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