You could see that Pierre Did truly love the mademoiselle

And now the young monsier and madame Have rung the chapel bell

Cest la vie say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell

The furnished off an apartment With a two room Roebuck sale

The coolerator was crammed With TV dinners and gingerale

But when Pierre found work The little money coming worked out well

Cest 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 ll rock rhythmn and jazz

But when the sun went down The rapid tempo of the music fell

Cest la vie say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell

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They bought a souped up jitney T'was a cherry red fifty nine

They drove it down to New Orleans To celebrate their anniversary

It was there that Pierre Was wedded to the lovely madamoiselle

Cest la vie say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell

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 monsier and madame Have rung the chapel bell

Cest la vie say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell

Cest la vie say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell

Cest la vie say the old folks It goes to show you never can tell

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