Another bride, another groom Another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason For making whoopee
A lot of shoes, a lot of rice The folk is nervous, he answers twice It’s really killin' that he's so willin' For making whoopee
Well , picture a little love nest Down where the roses bloom Picture that same sweet love nest And think what a year can do
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
~~~~♫♫♫ ~~~~ I've just found joy I'm as happy as a baby boy Got another brand new choo-choo choy When I met my sweet Lorraine,
She's got a pair of eyes That are bluer than the summer skies When you see them, you'll realize Why I’m with my sweet Lorraine
I’m so happy, when it's rainin', and the sun don't shine - I see it in my baby's eyes Just to think that I'm the lucky one Who will take a big surprise
Well, I hope and I pray That nobody steals her heart away I just can't wait until that lucky day When I’m with my sweet Lorraine...
And will be making whoopee... With my sweet Lorraine
