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 go to show you never can tell       They furnished off an apartment with 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 well    ""C'est la vie"", say the old folks, it go to show you never can tell       They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast    Seven hundred little records, all rock, and 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 go to show you never can tell       They bought a souped-up jitney, was a cherry red '53,    Drove down to New Orleans to celebrate their anniversary    It was there where Pierre was married to the lovely mademoiselle    ""C'est la vie"", say the old folks, it go to show you never can tell       They had 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 go to show you never can tell   ""C'est la vie"", say the old folks, it go to show you never can tell   ""C'est la vie"", say the old folks, it go to show you never can tell