An old turned ninety-eight
He won the and died the next day
It's a fly in your Chardonnay
It's a row pardon two too late
And isn't it ironic... don't you think

It's like rain on your day
It's a free ride when you've paid
It's the good that you just didn't take
Who would've thought... it figures

Mr. Play It Safe was to fly
He packed his and kissed his kids goodbye
He his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the crashed down he thought
"Well isn't this nice..."
And isn't it ironic... don't you think

It's like rain on your day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good that you just didn't take
Who would've thought... it figures

Well life has a way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's right
And life has a funny way of you out when
You think everything's gone and everything blows up
In your face

A jam when you're already late
A no-smoking sign on your break
It's like ten spoons when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my
And then meeting his beautiful
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 advice that you just didn't take
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