It was a recipe for disaster
A four-course meal of no sirree
It seemed that happily ever after
Was happy everyone was after me
It was a cup of good intentions
A tablespoon of one big mess
A dash of overreaction
I assume you know the rest
One little slip
One little slip
It was a fusion of confusion
With a few confounding things
I guess I probably took the wrong direction
Well, I admit I might have missed a sign or two
I ran a light past your affection
At Humiliation Avenue
I took a right turn at confusion
A left when I should have gone straight on through
I ran ahead with my assumptions
And we all know what that can do
One little slip
One little slip
It was a fusion of confusion
With a few confounding things
I get the feeling in this town
I`ll never live `til I live down
The one mistake that seems to follow me around
They`ll forget about the sky when they all realize
This guy`s about to try to learn to fly or hit the ground
It was a cup of good intentions
A tablespoon of one big mess
A dash of overreaction
And I assume you know the rest
One little slip
One little slip
It was a humble little stumble
With a big ungraceful...