Chords for Pulp Fiction "You Never Can Tell" [HD]

Young lady, what is your name?
Mrs.
Mia Wallace.
And how about your fellow here?
Herzenfeger.
Alright, let's see what you can do.
Take it away! _
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_ _ _ [G] It [C] was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished him well.
_ You could see that Pierre did truly [G] love the mademoiselle.
_ And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell.
_ C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show [C] you never can tell.
They [G] _ furnished off an apartment with a two-room robot cell.
_ The poor [C] raider was crammed with piggy dinners and [Gm] ginger [G] ale.
_ But when Pierre found work, the little money coming worked out [D] well.
_ C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show [C] you never can tell.
_ They had a hi-fi phone, oh boy, did you let it blast.
_ Seven hundred little records, [D] rock and rhythm and jazz.
_ [G] But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell.
_ C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show [C] you never can tell. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[C] _ _ _ They had a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well.
_ You could see that Pierre did truly