An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery
and died the next day
It’s a black fly
in your Chardonnay
It’s a death row pardon
two minutes too late
Isn’t it ironic don’t you think
Mr Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase
and kissed his kids good-bye
He waited his whole damn life
to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down
he thought
Well isn’t this nice
And isn’t it ironic
l don’t you think
It’s like rain
on your wedding day
It’s a free ride
when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice
that you just didn’t take
Who would’ve thought it figures
A traffic jam
when you’re already late
A no-smoking sign
on your cigarette break
It’s like ten thousand spoons
when all you need is a knife
It’s meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting
his beautiful wife
And isn’t it ironic
don’t you think
A little too ironic
and yeah I really do think
It’s like rain
on your wedding day
It’s a free ride
when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice
that you just didn’t take
Who would’ve thought
it figures
It’s like rain
It’s like rain
on your wedding day
It’s a free ride
when you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice
that you just didn’t take
Who would’ve thought
it figures
Well life has a funny way
of sneaking up on you
And life has a funny way
of helping you out
Helping you out