You Never Can Tell

You can always tell when, uh, when you're getting older
Because all your friends, you know, when you see 'em on the street
You say, "What you doin'?"
They say, "Oh man, I'm married, and I got some kids, and I'm selling insurance"
You know

Had this guy come to my house, I went to high school with, a few months ago
And I didn't recognize the guy
'Cause you know, he got married, started selling insurance, and, and, he got real heavy
You know, 'cause he put on that weight from that home cooking, you know?

And that was the thing years ago, someone's getting married, you go, "Ooh"
'Cause, whoa
So many weird things on this stage tonight
Of which, the band is only one

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
Sing with me, boy
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell

They furnished off an apartment with a Sears and Roebuck sale
The coolerator was packed with TV dinners and a ginger ale
And when Pierre found work, the little money came, it worked out well
"C'est la vie", say the old folk, it goes to show you never can tell

Well, they had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast
700 little records, it was all of rock, rhythm and jazz
Boy, when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell
"C'est la vie", say the old folk, it goes to show you never can tell

They had a souped-up Chevy, was a cherry-red '53
Well, they drove it down to New Orleans to celebrate their anniversary
It was there that Pierre was wedded to the lovely mademoiselle
"C'est la vie", say the old folk, 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 mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bells
"C'est la vie", say the old folk, it goes to show you never can tell

"C'est la vie", say the old folk, it goes to show you never can tell
"C'est la vie", say the old folk, it goes to show you never can tell