Van Morrison - Makin' Whoopee lyrics

Another bride, another June
Another sunny honeymoon
Another season, another reason
While 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
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
That's what you get folks
For makin' whoopee, whoopee

Now he doesn't make much money, no
Only five thousand per
But some judge who thinks he's funny
Says you'll pay six to her

He says, "Now judge, suppose I fail?"
The judge says, "Son right, right into jail"
You'd better keep her, I think it's cheaper
Than making whoopee whoopee, whoopee