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
And isn't it ironic.. 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.
Mr. play it safe was afraid to fly.
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye.
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?
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
And who would've thought?
It figures.
Well, life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay
And everything's going right.
And life has a funny way of helping you out
When you think everything gone wrong
And everything blows up in your face.
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 your dreams
And meeting his beautiful wife.
Hmmm..
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.
And who would've thought.
It figures.
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you.
Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out.
Helping you.. out.
