You Never Can Tell
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It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished 'em well,
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You could see that Pierre did trully love the mademoiselle.
And now the young M'sieur and Madame have rung the chappel bell.
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C'est la vie, say the old folks, they go to show you never can tell.
They furnished up an apartement with a two-room Roebuck sale
The Coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale
But when Pierre found work, the little money in worked out well
C'est la vie, say the old folks, they go to show you never can tell.
They had a hi-fi phono, boy did they let it blast
Seven hundred little records all rockin' rhythm and jam
But when the sun went down the rapid tipple of the music fell
C'est la vie, say the old folks, they go to show you never can tell.
They bought a souped-up Chevvy was a cherry-red '53
And drove down to Orleans to celebrate their anniversary
It was ther that Pierre was waving to the lovely Mademoiselle
C'est la vie, say the old folks, they go to show you never can tell.
It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished 'em well,
You could see that Pierre did trully love the mademoiselle.
And now the young M'sieur and Madame have rung the chappel bell.
C'est la vie, say the old folks, they go to show you never can tell.
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