歌手:Alanis Morissette
专辑:《Wednesday》

作词 : Alanis Morissette/Glen Ballard
作曲 : Alanis Morissette/Glen Ballard
An old man turned ny-eight
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
And isn't it ironic dontcha 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
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 "
And isn't it ironic dontcha 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
Who would've thought it figures
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
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 husband
And isn't it ironic dontcha 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
Who would've thought it figures