Aaron Neville
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 monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell,
""C'est la vie"", say the old folks, it go 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 comin' worked out well
""C'est la vie"", say the old folks, it go to show you never can tell

They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast
Seven hundred little records, all rock, and 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 go to show you never can tell

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


Mirror lyrics:

""C'est la vie"", say the old folks, it go to show you never can tell
""C'est la vie"", say the old folks, it go to show you never can tell
""C'est la vie"", say the old folks, it go to show you never can tell
And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell,
You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
They had a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well

""C'est la vie"", say the old folks, it go to show you never can tell
It was there where Pierre was married to the lovely mademoiselle
Drove down to New Orleans to celebrate their anniversary
They bought a souped-up jitney, was a cherry red '53,

""C'est la vie"", say the old folks, it go to show you never can tell
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell
Seven hundred little records, all rock, and rhythm and jazz
They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast

""C'est la vie"", say the old folks, it go to show you never can tell
But when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out well
The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale,
They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale

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


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