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An old man turned ninety-eight
E A E F#
He won the lottery and died the next day
E A E F#
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
E A E F#
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
E A E F#
Isn't it ironic... don't you think
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E A E F#
It's like rain on your wedding day
E A E F#
It's a free ride when you've already paid
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It's the good advi-ice that you just didn't take
C G E
Who would've thought... it figures
Verse Two
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
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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
Verse Three
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
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