Makin' Whoopee! (with Paul Weston & His Orchestra)

Every time I hear that march from low and grin
 I am always on the outside looking in
 Maybe that is why I see the funny side
 When I see somebody's brother take a bride
 Weddings make a lot of people say
 But if it isn't you, they're not so bad
 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
 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
 Down through the countless ages
 You'll find it everywhere
 Somebody makes good wages
 Somebody wants her share
 She calls him "tootles"
 And rolls her eyes
 She makes him strudels
 And bakes him pies
 What is it all for, just so he'll fall for
 Makin' whoopee