You Never Can Tell

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    It was a teenage wedding, and 
the old folks wished them well,
    you could see that Pierre did 
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truly love the mademoiselle,

   and now the young monsieur and 
madame have rung the chapel bell,
    "C'est la vie", say the old 
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folks, it goes to show you never 
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can tell.

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    They furnished off an apartment 
with a two room Roebuck sale,
    the coolerator was crammed with 
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TV dinners and ginger ale,

    but when Pierre found work, the 
little money comin' worked out well,
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    "C'est la vie", say the old 
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folks, it goes to show you never 
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can tell.

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    They had a hi-fi phono, oh boy, 
did they let it blast,
    seven hundred little records, 
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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 
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folks, it goes to show you never 
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can tell.

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    They bought a souped-up jitney, 
'twas a cherry red '53,
    they drove it down to Orleans to
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 celebrate the anniversary,

    it was there where Pierre was 
married to the lovely mademoiselle,
    "C'est la vie", say the old 
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folks, it goes to show you never 
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can tell.

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   They had a teenage wedding, and 
the old folks wished them well,
   you could see that Pierre did 
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truly love the mademoiselle,

   and now the young monsieur and 
madame have rung the chapel bell,
    "C'est la vie", say the old 
           G7                      
folks, it goes to show you never 
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can tell.