[Verse 1]
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
Had rung the chapel bell
"C'est la vie", say the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell

[Verse 2]
They furnished off an apartment
With a two room Roebuck sale
The coolerator was crammed
With T.V. dinners and ginger ale
When Pierre found work
A little money coming worked out well
"C'est la vie", say the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell

[Verse 3]
They had a hi-fi phono
Boy, did they let it blast
Seven hundred little records
All rocking rhythm and jazz
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
[Verse 4]
They bought a souped-up jitney
It was a cherry-red '53
Drove it down to Orleans
To celebrate the anniversary
It was there that Pierre
Was wedded to the lovely mademoiselle
"C'est la vie", say the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell

[Verse 5]
It was a teenage wedding
And the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre
Did truly love that mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame
Had rung the chapel bell
"C'est la vie", say the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell

[Outro]
"C'est la vie", say the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell
"C'est la vie", say the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell