C'est La Vie (You Never Can Tell) ["From "Pulp Fiction"] ("From "Pulp Fiction")

You Never Can Tell (From "Pulp Fiction") - Blue Suede Daddys

It was a teenage wedding

And the old folks wished them well

You could see that Pierre did truly love

The madamoiselle

And now the youn monsieur and madame

Have rung the chapel bell

C' est la vie, say the old folks

It goes 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 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

Twas a cherry red 53

They drove it down to Orleans

To celebrate the anniversary

It was there that Pierre was married

To the lovely madamoiselle

C' est 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 madamoiselle

And now the youn monsieur and madame

Have rung the chapel bell

C' est la vie, say the old folks

It goes to show you never can tell