text: An old man turned ninety-eight\nHe won the lottery and died the next day\nIt's a black fly in your Chardonnay\nIt's a death row pardon two minutes too late\nAnd isn't it ironic...dontcha think\n\nIt's like rain on your wedding day\nIt's a free ride when you've already paid\nIt's the good advice that you just didn't take\nWho would've thought...it figures\n\nMr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly\nHe packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye\nHe waited his whole damn life to take that flight\nAnd as the plane crashed down he thought\n"Well isn't this nice..."\nAnd isn't it ironic...dontcha think\n\nIt's like rain on your wedding day\nIt's a free ride when you've already paid\nIt's the good advice that you just didn't take\nWho would've thought...it figures\n\nWell life has a funny way of sneaking up on you\nWhen you think everything's okay and everything's going right\nAnd life has a funny way of helping you out when\nYou think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up\nIn your face\n\nA traffic jam when you're already late\nA no-smoking sign on your cigarette break\nIt's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife\nIt's meeting the man of my dreams\nAnd then meeting his beautiful wife\nAnd isn't it ironic...dontcha think\nA little too ironic...and yeah I really do think...\n\nIt's like rain on your wedding day\nIt's a free ride when you've already paid\nIt's the good advice that you just didn't take\nWho would've thought...it figures\n\nLife has a funny way of sneaking up on you\nLife has a funny, funny way of helping you out\nHelping you out