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 madam
have rung the chapel bell
C'est la vie
say the old folks
it goes to show
you never can tell
They finished off
an apartment
with a two-room
Roebuck sale
The coolerator was
jammed
with TV dinners
and ginger ale
And 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 blues, rock, rhythm
and jazz
But when the sun
went down
the volume went down
as well
C'est la vie
say the old folks
it goes to show
you never can tell
They bought a
souped-up jitney
it was a cherry red
fifty-three
And 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
you never can tell
They had 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 madam
have rung the chapel bell
C'est la vie
say the old folks
it goes to show
you never can tell
Oooh never can tell