You Never Can TellIt was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them wellYou could see that Pierre did truly love the MademoiselleAnd now the young Monsieur and Madame have rung the chapel bell"C'est la vie" say the old folksIt goes to show you never can tellThey furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck saleThe Coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger aleBut when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out well"C'est la vie" say the old folksIt goes to show you never can tellThey had a hi-fi phono -- boy, did they let it blast!Seven hundred little records all rock, rhythm and jazzBut when the sun went down the rapid tempo of the music fell"C'est la vie" say the old folksIt goes to show you never can tellThey bought a souped-up jitney was a cherry red '53And drove it down New Orleans to celebrate their anniversaryIt was there where Pierre was wedded to the lovely Mademoiselle"C'est la vie" say the old folksIt goes to show you never can tellThey had a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them wellYou could see that Pierre did truly love the MademoiselleAnd now the young Monsieur and Madame have rung the chapel bell"C'est la vie" say the old folksIt goes to show you never can tell