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an old man turned ninety-eight
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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 to late

isn't it ironic... don't you think


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> 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
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           who would have 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 just to take that flight

and as the plane crashed down he thouht "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
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when you think everything is 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 are 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 like meeting the man of my dreams then meeting his beautiful wife

and isn't it ironic... don't you think?

a little too ironic... and yeah i really do think...

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life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
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life has a funny, funny way  of helping you out -- helping you out