| 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 | |
| Its really killin' that he's so willin' 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 washin 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 year or maybe less | |
| What's this I hear? | |
| Well, can't you guess? (u- uh) | |
| She feels neglected | |
| And he's suspected | |
| Of Makin' Whoopee! (oh - honey) | |
| She sits alone | |
| 'Most every night | |
| He doesn't phone | |
| He doesn't write (I was busy) | |
| He says he's "busy" | |
| But she says "is he?" | |
| He's Makin' Whoopee! (I have to work! Don't I? - That's work) | |
| He doesn't make much money | |
| Only a five-thousand per | |
| Some judge, who thinks he's funny | |
| Says "you'll pay six to her" (ouch) | |
| 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!!" |