Song :
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Intro :
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C
It was a teenage wedding,
and the old folks wished them well,
you could see that Pierre
G
did truly love the mademoiselle,
G
and now the young monsieur and madame
have rung the chapel bell,
"C'est la vie", say the old folks,
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it goes to show you never can tell.
C
They furnished off an apartment
with a two room Roebuck sale,
the coolerator was crammed
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with TV dinners and ginger ale,
G
but when Pierre found work,
the little money comin' worked out well,
"C'est la vie", say the old folks,
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it goes to show you never can tell.
C
They had a hi-fi phono, oh boy,
did they let it blast,
seven hundred little records,
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all rock, rythm and jazz,
G
but when the sun went down,
the rapid tempo of the music fell,
"C'est la vie", say the old folks,
G7 C G
it goes to show you never can tell.
C
They bought a souped-up jitney,
'twas a cherry red '53,
they drove it down to Orleans
G
to celebrate the anniversary,
G
it was there where Pierre was married
to the lovely mademoiselle,
"C'est la vie", say the old folks,
G7 C G
it goes to show you never can tell.
C
They had a teenage wedding,
and the old folks wished them well,
you could see that Pierre
G
did truly love the mademoiselle,
G
and now the young monsieur and madame
have rung the chapel bell,
"C'est la vie", say the old folks,
G7 C G
it goes to show you never can tell.
