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?

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 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 ... don't you think?

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

It's a traffic jam when you're already late,

It's 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...

Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you

Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out