You Never Can Tell

It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished 'em well

You could see that Pierre did truly love the Mademoiselle

And now the young Monsieur and Madame have rung the chapel bell

C'est la vie, say the old folks

It goes to show that you never can tell

They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale

The coolerator was filled with T.V. dinners and ginger ale

But when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out well

C'est la vie, say the old folks

It goes to show that you never can tell

They had a Hi Fi phono, boy, did they let it blast

Seven hundred little records all rock, 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 that you never can tell

They bought a souped up jitney, 'twas a cherry in fifty three

They drove it down to New Orleans to celebrate their anniversary

It was there where Pierre was wedded to the lovely Mademoiselle

C'est la vie, say the old folks

It goes to show that you never can tell

It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished 'em well

You could see that Pierre did truly love the Mademoiselle

And the young Monsieur and Madame have rung the chapel bell

C'est la vie, say the old folks

It goes to show that you never can tell