It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
C C7
You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
C C7
And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell,
C C7 F
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
F
They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale
C C7
The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale,
C C7
But when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out well
C C7 F
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
F
They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast
C C7
Seven hundred little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz
C C7
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell
C C7 F
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
