Jazz Standard "Makin' Whoopee"

Everytime I hear that march from Lohengrin,
I am always on the outside looking 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, it's not so bad.

Another bride, another June,
Another sunny honeymoon,
Another season, another reason,
For making 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 the 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 making whoopee!

Another year, or maybe less,
What's this I hear? Well, can't you guess?
She feels neglected,
And he's suspected,
Of making whoopee.

She sits alone most every night,
He doesn't phone, or even write,
He says he's busy,
But she says, "Is he?
He's making whoopee!"

He doesn't make much money,
Five thousand dollars 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.
You'd better keep her,
You'll find it's cheaper
Than making whoopee."