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. Its 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. And 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. Thats what you get folks for makin' whoopee.