It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them 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 you never can tell."   They furnished off an apartment from 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 wel.   "C’est la vie" say the old folks "it goes to show you never can tell."   They had a hi-fi phono?oh 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 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 mademoiselle.   "C’est la vie" say the old folks "it goes to show you never can tell."   It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them 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 you never can tell."