Jack Rabbit's Slims Twist Contest
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,
'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 a 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 fifty three,
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 had 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,
'C'est la vie', say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
You could see that Pierre 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 two room Roebuck sale.
The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and a 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 fifty three,
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 had 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,
'C'est la vie', say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
You Never Can Tell - Chuck Berry
3 Comments:
Y si pongo ésa no puede faltar ésta:
Girl, you'll be a woman... soon
I love you so much, can't count all the ways
I'd die for you girl and all they can say is
"He's not your kind"
They never get tired of putting me down
And I'll never know when I come around
What I'm gonna find
Don't let them make up your mind.
Don't you know...
Girl, you'll be a woman soon,
Please, come take my hand
Girl, you'll be a woman soon,
Soon, you'll need a man
I've been misunderstood for all of my life
But what they're saying girl it cuts like a knife
"The boy's no good"
Well I've finally found what I'm a looking for
But if they get their chance they'll end it for sure
Surely would
Baby I've done all I could
Now it's up to you...
Girl, you'll be a woman soon,
Please, come take my hand
Girl, you'll be a woman soon,
Soon, you'll need a man
Girl, you'll be a woman soon,
Please, come take my hand
Girl, you'll be a woman soon,
Soon but soon, you'll need a man
Amo esa película.
Como todas las de Tarantino,sí.
No, no lo tengo y lo quiero!
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