Makin' Whoopee-Eddie Cantor

Makin' Whoopee - Eddie Cantor Every time I hear that dear old wedding march I feel rather glad I have a broken arch I have heard a lot of people talk And I know that marriage is a long long walk To most people Weddings mean romance But I prefer A picnic or a dance Another bride another groom Another sunny honeymoon Another season another reason For making whoopee The chorus sings Here comes the bride Another victim is by her side He's lost his reason 'cause it's the season For making whoopee Down through the countless ages You'll find it everywhere Somebody makes good wages Somebody wants her share She calls him Toodles and rolls her eyes She makes him strudles and bakes him pies What is it all for It's so he'll fall for making whoopee Another year or maybe less What's this I hear well can't you guess She feels neglected so 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'll pay six to her He says Now judge suppose I fail The judge says Budge right into jail You better keep her you'll find it's cheaper Than making whoopee