"Makin' Whoopee" lyrics - NORAH JONES

Another bride, another June
Another sunny honeymoon
Another season, another reason
For makin' whoopee

You get some shoes, a little rice
The groom's so nervous, he answers twice
It's really killin', and he's so willin'
To make whoopee

Picture a little love nest
Down where the roses cling
Picture that same sweet love nest
Just think what a year will 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 year, maybe less
What's this I hear, can't you guess?
She feels neglected and he's suspected
For makin' whoo-whoops

She's sits alone most every night
He doesn't call her, he doesn't write
He says he's busy, but she thinks "Is he"?
He's makin' whoopee

Now, he doesn't make much money
Only five thousand per
Some judge who thinks he's funny
Says, "He'll pay six to her"

He says, "Now judge, suppose I fail"
The judge says, "Jump right in the jail
You'd better keep her, I think it's cheaper"
Than makin' whoopee
Oh-whoa, it's a whole lot cheaper
Than makin' whoopee