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...dontcha 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...dontcha 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



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's 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 my dreams

And then meeting his beautiful wife

And isn't it ironic...dontcha 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