Текст песни
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?
Chorus:
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?
Chorus:
Well life has a funny
way of sneaking up on you
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
A traffic jam when
you're already late
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,
and yeah I really do think
Chorus
Life has a funny way
of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny, funny
way of helping you out
Helping you out
