Louis Armstrong, Oscar Peterson - Makin' Whoopee (Take 1)

Another bride, another June Another sunny honeymoon Another season, another reason For makin' whoopie A lot of shoes, lot of rice The groom is nervous, he answers twice It's really killin' that he's so willin' To makin' whoopie Now picture a little love nest Down where the roses cling Picture the same sweet love nest Think what a year can bring Yes, he's washing dishes and baby clothes He's so ambitious, he even sews But don't forget folks, that's what you get folks For makin' whoopie Another year, maybe less What's this I hear, well, can you guess? She feels neglected and he's suspected Of makin' whoopie Yes, she sits alone most every night He doesn't phone, he doesn't write He says he's busy but she says, "Is he?" He's makin' whoopie Now he doesn't make much money Only five thousand 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'd better keep her, I think it's cheaper Than makin' whoopie Yes, yeah, you'd better keep her, I think it's cheaper Than makin' whoopie