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 

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...