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