There’s a black fly in your Chardonnay
It’s the death row pardon two minutes two late
And isn’t it ironic
Don’t you think
It’s like rain
On your wedding day
A free ride
When you’ve already paid
It’s the good advice
That you just didn’t take
And who ever thought it figures
Mister play it safe
Was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole damn life
Just to take that flight
And as the planet 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
(Chorus)
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 his beautiful beautiful wife
And is g it ironic don’t you think
(Chorus)
