Lirik Lagu Makin' Whoopee - Count Basie
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(Gus Kahn)Another bride, another groomThe countryside is all in bloom;The flow'rs 'n trees is,The birds and bees isMaking whoopie.
The choir sings, "Here comes the bride"Another victim is at her sideHe's lost his reason'Cause it's the seasonFor making whoopee.
Down through the countless ages,You'll find it ev'rywhere:Somebody makes good wages,Somebody wants her share.It's so he'll fall forMaking whoopee.
Another year, or maybe lessWhat's this I hear? Or can't you guess?She feels neglected,And he's suspectedOf making whoopee.
She sits alone 'most ev'ry nightHe doesn't come home, or even writeHe says he's busyBut she says, "Is heMaking whoopee?"
He doesn't make much moneyFive thousand dollars per;Some judge who thinks he's funnySays, "You pay six to her."He says, "Now judge, suppose I fail?"The judge says, "Bud, right into jail.You'd better keep herYou'll find it cheaperThan making whoopee."
*Note: This set of words sung by Eddie Cantor in movie version of Whoopee! (1930)
Additional verses:
Another brideAnother groomAnother sunnyHoneymoon;Another season,Another reasonFor makin' whoopee.
A quiet service,A lot of rice,The groom is nervousHe answers twice.It's really killingThat he's so willingTo make whoopee.
Picture a little lovenestDown where the roses clingPicture that same sweet lovenestThink what a year can bring.
He's washing dishesAnd baby clothesHe's so ambitiousHe even sews;But don't forget, boysThat's what you get, boysFor makin' whoopee.
Another intro, as sung by Eddie on "Carnegie Hall Concert"(thanks to John for that nice piece of information)
Every time I hear that dear old wedding marchI feel rather glad I have a broken archI have heard a lot of married people talkAnd I know that marriage is a long, long walkTo most people weddings mean romanceBut I prefer a picnic or a dance
Encore choruses:here's one of five mentioned encore choruses (as John told me).
Take Peggy JoyceWith little boysShe soon became,The nation's choiceI'll tell you BuddyShe's made a studyOf Makin' WhoopeeMAKING WHOOPEE as sung by Ella FitzgeraldBut Eddie Cantor sung this version, too! Dave told me, he has it on one of his CDs!(Gus Kahn)Everytime I hear that marchin LohengrinI am always all the outside lookin' inMaybe that is why I see the funny sideWhen I see somebody's brother take a brideWeddings make a lot of people sadBut if you'd not the one, their not so bad!
Another bride, another juneAnother sunny honeymoonAnother season, another reasonFor Makin' Whoopee.
A lot of shoes, a lot of riceThe groom is nervous, he answers twiceIt'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 lovenest,Think what a year can bring.
He's washing dishes, and baby clothesHe's so ambitious, he even sewsBut don't forget, folksThat's what you get, folks,For Makin' Whoopee!
Another year, or maybe lessWhat's this I hear? Well, can't you guess?She feels neglected, and he's suspectedOf Makin' Whoopee!
She sits alone, 'most every nightHe doesn't 'phone her, he doesn't writeHe says he's "busy"But she says "is he?"He's Makin' Whoopee!
He doesn't make much money,Only five-thousand perSome judge, who thinks he's funny,Says "You 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 cheaperThan Makin' Double-U H Double-O P Double-E - Whoopee!!"
MAKIN' WHOOPEE (UNION VERSION)Another night, another dayOf livin' tight, from pay to payAnd here's the reason my life ain't easin'Ain't got a union.
I go to work when work is thereI never shirk, I do my shareIt doesn't matter, my wallet's flatterWithout a union.
[break:]Sometimes I sit and daydream,Thinkin' how things could be,Silly to some it may seemI'd like seniority, and
Grievance procedure, when things ain't fairVacation leisure, without a careBenefit fringes, I know it hingesOn bein' union.
Sisters and brothers, hear what I sayWe need each other, there's just one wayWe've got to realize, we've got to organizeInto a union.
The choir sings, "Here comes the bride"Another victim is at her sideHe's lost his reason'Cause it's the seasonFor making whoopee.
Down through the countless ages,You'll find it ev'rywhere:Somebody makes good wages,Somebody wants her share.It's so he'll fall forMaking whoopee.
Another year, or maybe lessWhat's this I hear? Or can't you guess?She feels neglected,And he's suspectedOf making whoopee.
She sits alone 'most ev'ry nightHe doesn't come home, or even writeHe says he's busyBut she says, "Is heMaking whoopee?"
He doesn't make much moneyFive thousand dollars per;Some judge who thinks he's funnySays, "You pay six to her."He says, "Now judge, suppose I fail?"The judge says, "Bud, right into jail.You'd better keep herYou'll find it cheaperThan making whoopee."
*Note: This set of words sung by Eddie Cantor in movie version of Whoopee! (1930)
Additional verses:
Another brideAnother groomAnother sunnyHoneymoon;Another season,Another reasonFor makin' whoopee.
A quiet service,A lot of rice,The groom is nervousHe answers twice.It's really killingThat he's so willingTo make whoopee.
Picture a little lovenestDown where the roses clingPicture that same sweet lovenestThink what a year can bring.
He's washing dishesAnd baby clothesHe's so ambitiousHe even sews;But don't forget, boysThat's what you get, boysFor makin' whoopee.
Another intro, as sung by Eddie on "Carnegie Hall Concert"(thanks to John for that nice piece of information)
Every time I hear that dear old wedding marchI feel rather glad I have a broken archI have heard a lot of married people talkAnd I know that marriage is a long, long walkTo most people weddings mean romanceBut I prefer a picnic or a dance
Encore choruses:here's one of five mentioned encore choruses (as John told me).
Take Peggy JoyceWith little boysShe soon became,The nation's choiceI'll tell you BuddyShe's made a studyOf Makin' WhoopeeMAKING WHOOPEE as sung by Ella FitzgeraldBut Eddie Cantor sung this version, too! Dave told me, he has it on one of his CDs!(Gus Kahn)Everytime I hear that marchin LohengrinI am always all the outside lookin' inMaybe that is why I see the funny sideWhen I see somebody's brother take a brideWeddings make a lot of people sadBut if you'd not the one, their not so bad!
Another bride, another juneAnother sunny honeymoonAnother season, another reasonFor Makin' Whoopee.
A lot of shoes, a lot of riceThe groom is nervous, he answers twiceIt'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 lovenest,Think what a year can bring.
He's washing dishes, and baby clothesHe's so ambitious, he even sewsBut don't forget, folksThat's what you get, folks,For Makin' Whoopee!
Another year, or maybe lessWhat's this I hear? Well, can't you guess?She feels neglected, and he's suspectedOf Makin' Whoopee!
She sits alone, 'most every nightHe doesn't 'phone her, he doesn't writeHe says he's "busy"But she says "is he?"He's Makin' Whoopee!
He doesn't make much money,Only five-thousand perSome judge, who thinks he's funny,Says "You 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 cheaperThan Makin' Double-U H Double-O P Double-E - Whoopee!!"
MAKIN' WHOOPEE (UNION VERSION)Another night, another dayOf livin' tight, from pay to payAnd here's the reason my life ain't easin'Ain't got a union.
I go to work when work is thereI never shirk, I do my shareIt doesn't matter, my wallet's flatterWithout a union.
[break:]Sometimes I sit and daydream,Thinkin' how things could be,Silly to some it may seemI'd like seniority, and
Grievance procedure, when things ain't fairVacation leisure, without a careBenefit fringes, I know it hingesOn bein' union.
Sisters and brothers, hear what I sayWe need each other, there's just one wayWe've got to realize, we've got to organizeInto a union.
