An old man turned
98
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your chardonnay
It's a death row pardon till it's too late
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 a good ad vice,
that you just didn't take
And who would have thought, it figures
Mr. Pretty Safe, was afraid of flight
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 waiting on a wedding day
It's a free ride when
you're already paid
It's the good advice
that you just didn't take
And who would have thought it'd figure
Life is a funny way of
sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay
and everything's gone right
Life is a funny way of
helping you out
When you think everything's gone wrong
and everything blows up in your face
A traf fic jam when
you're running late
And no smoking sign
on your cigarette break
It's like ten thousand spoons
when all you need is a knife
It's like meeting the man of my dreams
And that meaning is beautiful wife
Isn't it ironic, don't you think?
A little too ironic
Yeah, I really do think
It's like rain on your wedding day
A free ride when you've already paid
It's a good advice that
you just can't take
And who would've
thought it vigorous
Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh