ironic






                      Ironic - Alanis Morissette

                  From the album, "Jagged Little Pill"

                  Words and music by Alanis Morissette

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Intro:    F#, H#, F#, As#m     3






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Verse 1:    An old man turned ninety-eight


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            He won the lottery and died the next day


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            It's a black fly in your chardonnay


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            It's a death row pardon two minutes to late



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            And isn't it ironic...  Don't you think?



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Chorus:   It's like rain   on your wedding day

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           It's a free ride when you've already paid

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           It's the good advice that you just didn't take

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           And who would have thought...  It figures?





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Verse 2:  Mr. Play-It-Safe was afraid to fly


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          He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye


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          And as the plane crashed down he thought, "well isn't this nice?"



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          And isn't it ironic... Don't you think?



Chorus:  (Repeat chorus as before)



Bridge: F#, H#, F#, As#m




Verse 3:

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          A traffic jam when you are already late


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          A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break


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          It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife




          It's like meeting the man of my dreams

          And then meeting his beautiful wife

          (Bongo drums Fill-in)



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          And isn't it ironic...  Don't you think?


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           A little too ironic...  And yeah I really do think...



Chorus:  (Repeat chorus as before)





Coda:          F#     H#                   F#    As#m

       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