Songtext Makin' whoopee! Ella Fitzgerald

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
Its really killin
That hes so willin to make whoopee

Now picture a little love nest
Down where the roses cling
Picture the same sweet love nest
Think what a year can bring, yes

Hes washin dishes and baby clothes
Hes so ambitious he even sews
But dont forget folks,
Thats what you get folks, for makin whoopee

Another year, maybe less
Whats this I hear? well, cant you guess?
She feels neglected, and hes suspected
Of makin whoopee

Yeah, she sits alone,
Most every night
He doesnt phone, he doesnt write
He says hes busy,
But she says, is he?
Hes makin whoopee

Now he doesnt make much money
Only five thousand per
Some judge who thinks hes funny
Says, youll pay six to her.

He says, now judge, suppose I fail?
Judge say, budge. right into jail.
Youd better keep her. I think its cheaper
Than makin whoopee.

Yes, yeah, you better keep her
Daddy, I think its cheaper
Then makin whoopee