Willie Nelson, Wyton Marsalis & Norah Jones Makin' Whoopee [Live] lyrics

Another bride, another June
Another sunny honeymoon
Another season, another reason
For makin' whoopee

Give you some shoes, a little rice
Groom's so nervous, he answers twice
It's really killin', he's so willin'
To make whoopee

Picture a little love nest
Down where the roses cling
Picture the same sweet love nest
Just think, what a year will 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

Another year, maybe less
What's this I hear? Can't you guess
She feels neglected and he's suspected

Of makin' whoop, whoops

She sits alone most every night
He doesn't call her, he doesn't write
He says he's busy but she says, "Is he?"
He's makin' whoopee

Now he doesn't make much money
Only five thousand per
And some judge who thinks he's funny
He says, he'll pay six to her

He says, "Now judge suppose I fail"
The judge says, "Jump, right into jail
You better keep her, I think it's cheaper
For makin' whoopee"

Oh, it's a whole lot cheaper
For makin' whoopee