C'est la vie

It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the madamoiselle.
And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell
'C'est la vie', say the old folks,
'It goes 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 coming worked out well
'C'est la vie', say the old folks,
'It goes to show you never can tell'.

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

They bought a souped-up jitney, 'twas a cherry red '53
They drove it down to Orleans to celebrate their anniversary,
For it was there where Pierre was married
to the lovely madamoiselle
'C'est la vie', say the old folks,
'It goes 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 madamoiselle.
And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell
'C'est la vie', say the old folks,
'It goes to show you never can tell'.