Turned ninety-eight He won the lottery and he 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 Don't you think?
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 And who would've thought, it figure.
Mr. Play It Safe he was afraid to fly He packed his suitcase and he 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? 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 And who would've thought, it figures
Well life has a funny way of sneakin' up on you When you think everyhing's gone wrong and everything blows up in your face
