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Letra : Makin' Whoopee

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 killing that he's so willing
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

So 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?
She feels neglected
And he's suspected of makin' whoopee
She sits alone most every night
He doesn't phone her, he doesn't write
He says he's busy, but she says, "Is he?"
He's makin' whoopee
He doesn't make much money
Only five thousand per
And some judge who thinks
He's funny says you pay six to her
And he says, "Judge, suppose I fail?"
The judge says, "Budge right into jail"
You better keep her
I think it's cheaper
Than makin' whoopee

Than makin' whoopee