You Never Can Tell (C'est La Vie)

[Chorus] It was a teenage wedding And the old folks wished them well You could see that Pierre Did truly love the mademoiselle [Verse 1] And now the young monsieur and madame Have rung the chapel bell C'est la vie say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell They firnished off an apartment With a two room Roebuck sale The cooperator was crammed With TV dinners and gingerale But when Pierre found work The little money coming worked out well C'est la vie say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell They had a hi-fi phono Boy, did they let it blast Seven hundred little records All rocking rhythm and jazz But when the sun went down The rapid tempo of the music fell C'est la vie say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell [Instrumental] [Verse 2] They bought a souped up jitney Twas a cherry red fifty nine They drove down to New Orleans To celebrate their anniversary It was there where Pierre was Wedded to that lovely madamoiselle C'est la vie say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell [Chorus]