You Never Can Tell lyrics
It was a teenage wedding
And the old folks wished them well You could see that Pierre did truly love The madamoiselle And now the youn 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 furnished off an apartmentwith a two room Roebuck sale The coolerator was crammed with TV 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 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 teh music fell "c `est la vie", say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell They bought a souped-up jitney `twas a cherry red `53 They drove it down to Orleans To celebrate the anniversary It was there that Pierre was married To the lovely madamoiselle "c `est la vie", say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell
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