Ze waren smoorverliefd en stapelgek op elkaar
Ze hadden plannen gemaakt en hun beeld voor de toekomst was klaar
Ze beloofde eeuwige trouw in een kleine kapel
"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,
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

Ze waren smoorverliefd en stapelgek op elkaar
Ze hadden plannen gemaakt en hun beeld voor de toekomst was klaar	
Ze beloofde eeuwige trouw in een kleine kapel
"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
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell