You Never Can Tell by Chuck Berry

It was a teenage wedding
And the old folks wished `em well

You could see that Pierre
Did truly love the mademoiselle

And now the young monsieur and madam
Have rung the chapel bell

''C'est la vie'' say the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell

They finished 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 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
Was a cherry red `53

And drove it down New Orleans
To celebrate their anniversary

It was there where Pierre
Was wedded to the lovely mademoiselle

''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 `em well

You could see that Pierre
Did truly love the mademoiselle

And now the young monsieur and madam
Have rung the chapel bell

''C'est la vie'' say the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell