You Sometimes Can Tell

(In the style of “You Never Can Tell” by Chuck Berry)

It was a teenage wedding, and
the old folks tried to wish them well.
You could see that Pierre held little love for mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and pregnant madame
have rung the chapel bell

“C’est la vie”, say the old folks
It goes to show you sometimes can tell

They could barely afford an apartment,
stop me if you’ve heard this tale.
The coolerator was empty but
for condiments and scraps that were stale
When Pierre couldn’t find work, he’d hit his gal, the baby would yell

“C’est la vie”, say the old folks
It goes to show you sometimes can tell

That always crying baby, boy
Did her shrieks blast
Diapers, baby food, clothes
their little money didn’t last.
They’d lament the time before their daughter,
In their own personal hell

“C’est la vie”, say the old folks
It goes to show you sometimes can tell

They had a broke-down Honda civic, rusty red ‘83
With their constant fights they
didn’t make their first anniversary
It was then that Pierre was divorced by the lovely mademoiselle

“C’est la vie”, say the old folks
It goes to show you sometimes can tell

They had a teenage wedding, and
the old folks tried to wish them well.
You could see that Pierre held little love for mademoiselle
but now the separated monsieur and madame
have unrung that tarnished bell

“C’est la vie”, say the old folks
It goes to show you sometimes can tell

by Erik Shinker

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