Couldn't Call It Unexpected
Was a Madrid wedding
And the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pedro 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 goes to show you never can tell"
They furnished off an apartment with a Cortes Inglis sale
The coolerator was crammed with paella and ginger ale,
But when Pedro 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
700 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"
Was a Madrid wedding
And the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pedro 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 goes to show you never can tell"
They furnished off an apartment with a Cortes Inglis sale
The coolerator was crammed with paella and ginger ale,
But when Pedro 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
700 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"