Ironic -

An old man turned 98

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 you’ve already paid

The good advice that you just didn’t take

And who would’ve thought, it figures

And who would’ve thought, it figures

Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly

He packed his suitcase and 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?»

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

The good advice that you just didn’t take

And who would’ve thought, it figures

And who would’ve thought, it figures