You Never Can Tell”It was a teenage wedding,and the old folks wished them wellYou could see that Pierredid truly love the mademoiselleAnd now the young monsieurand madame have rung the chapel bell,”C’est la vie”, say the old folks,it goes to show you never can tellThey furnished off an apartmentwith a two room Roebuck saleThe coolerator was crammedwith 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 goes to show you never can tellThey had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blastSeven hundred little records,all rock, rhythm and jazzBut 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 tellThey bought a souped-up jitney,’twas a cherry red ’53,They drove it down New Orleansto celebrate their anniversaryIt was there that Pierre was marriedto the lovely mademoiselle”C’est la vie”, say the old folks,it goes to show you never can tell ― Chuck Berry

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You Never Can Tell"It was a teenage wedding,and the old folks wished them wellYou could see that Pierredid truly love the mademoiselleAnd now the young monsieurand madame have rung the chapel bell,"C'est la vie", say the old folks,it goes to show you never can tellThey furnished off an apartmentwith a two room Roebuck saleThe coolerator was crammedwith 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 goes to show you never can tellThey had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blastSeven hundred little records,all rock, rhythm and jazzBut 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 tellThey bought a souped-up jitney,'twas a cherry red '53,They drove it down New Orleansto celebrate their anniversaryIt was there that Pierre was marriedto the lovely mademoiselle"C'est la vie", say the old folks,it goes to show you never can tell ― Chuck Berry

You Never Can Tell”It was a teenage wedding,and the old folks wished them wellYou could see that Pierredid truly love the mademoiselleAnd now the young monsieurand madame have rung the chapel bell,”C’est la vie”, say the old folks,it goes to show you never can tellThey furnished off an apartmentwith a two room Roebuck saleThe coolerator was crammedwith 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 goes to show you never can tellThey had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blastSeven hundred little records,all rock, rhythm and jazzBut 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 tellThey bought a souped-up jitney,’twas a cherry red ’53,They drove it down New Orleansto celebrate their anniversaryIt was there that Pierre was marriedto the lovely mademoiselle”C’est la vie”, say the old folks,it goes to show you never can tell
― Chuck Berry

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