An-oth-er bride, an-oth-er June,
An-oth-er sun-ny hon-ey moon,
An-oth-er sea-son,
An-oth-er rea-son,
For Mak-in' Whoop-ee.
A lot of shoes,
A lot of rice,
The groom is ner-vous,
He an-swers twice,
It's real-ly kill-ing,
That he's so will-ing,
To Make Whoop-ee.
Pic-ture a litt-le love nest,
Down where the ros-es cling,
Pic-ture the same sweet love nest,
Think what a year can bring,
He's wash-ing dish-es,
And ba-by's clothes,
He's so am-bi-tious,
He ev-en sews,
But don't for-get, folks,
That's what you get, folks,
For Mak-in' Whoop-ee!!!