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' that he's so
willin' to make whoopee.
Picture a little love nest.
Down where the roses
cling. Picture the same
sweet love nest. And 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 bride, another
June. Another sunny,
sunny honeymoon. Another
reason, another season
for makin' whoopee
A mess of shoes,
a gang of rice.
The groom is nervous,
he answers twice.
It's really killin',
that he's so willin'
to make whoopee.
He's washin' dishes
with those baby clothes
He's so ambitious,
he even sews
But don't forget folks,
that's what you get folks
For makin' whoopee
For makin' whoopee
For makin' whoopee