Makin' Whoopee Lyrics - Ray Charles

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Another bride, Another June
Another sunny honeymoon
Another season, Another reason
To make whoopee

A lot of shoes, a lot of rice
The groom is nervous, uhh, he answers twice
Its really killin', the boy's so willin'
To make whoopee, whoopee

Picture a little love nest, yeah
Down where the roses cling
Picture that same sweet love nest
See what a year can bring

I tell you the boy's washin' dishes 'n, baby clothes
He's so ambitious, ooh, I tell you he sews
Its really killin', the boy's so willin'
To make whoopee, whoopee

You see, I don't make much money
Only five, uh-uh, thousand per
And some judge who thinks he's funny
Tells me I got to pay six to her

I said now judge, suppose I fail?
The judge says, "Ray, son, son, right on into jail.
Ah, you better keep her. I think it's cheaper."

[spoken] You know what I've been doin', don't you?
[crowd goes wild]






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------ 11/22/2014

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