Makin whoopee by Eddie walters Lyrics
Every time I hear that march from Lohengrin
I am always on the outside lookin' in
Maybe, that is why I see the funny side
When I see a fallen brother take a bride
Weddings make a lot of people sad
But if you're not the groom, they're not so bad
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'
But he's so willin'
To make whoopee!
Picture a little love nest
Down where the roses cling
Picture that 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's what you get folks
For makin' whoopee!
Another year
Or maybe less
What's this I hear, you never guess...
Why she's neglected and he's suspected
Of makin' whoopee!
She sits alone
'most every night
He never phones
He never writes
He says he's busy
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 pay six to her
He says: "Now judge, suppose I fail?"
The judge says: "Bud, right into jail"
Oh, you better keep her, I think it's cheaper
Than makin' whoopee!
I am always on the outside lookin' in
Maybe, that is why I see the funny side
When I see a fallen brother take a bride
Weddings make a lot of people sad
But if you're not the groom, they're not so bad
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'
But he's so willin'
To make whoopee!
Picture a little love nest
Down where the roses cling
Picture that 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's what you get folks
For makin' whoopee!
Another year
Or maybe less
What's this I hear, you never guess...
Why she's neglected and he's suspected
Of makin' whoopee!
She sits alone
'most every night
He never phones
He never writes
He says he's busy
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 pay six to her
He says: "Now judge, suppose I fail?"
The judge says: "Bud, right into jail"
Oh, you better keep her, I think it's cheaper
Than makin' whoopee!