Verse 1

Monday morning, same old bell,

Same old stories I know too well.

Math and history, chalk and rhyme,

Counting minutes, wasting time.

Then the whistle, then the train,

Nine to five, and back again.

Coffee, deadlines, pay the rent,

Wonder where the summer went.

Chorus

C’est la vie, c’est la vie,

Round and round, just you and me.

The world keeps spinning, don’t ask why,

C’est la vie, c’est la vie.

Hearts get broken, hearts get mended,

Every story’s never ended.

Don’t you worry, don’t you cry,

Love’s the reason, by and by.