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 table spoon of one big mess
A dash of over reaction
And I assume you know the rest

Chorus:
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
And humiliation never knew
Took a right turn at confusion
A left when I shoulda gone straight on through
I ran ahead with my assumptions
And we all know what that can do

Chorus

I get the feeling in this town
I'll never live till I live down the one mistake that seems to follow me around
But they'll forget about the sky
When they all realize this guy's about to learn to fly or hit ground

It was a cup of good intentions
A table spoon of one big mess
A dash of over reaction
And I assume you know the rest

One little slip, One little slip
It was a humble little stumble
With a big ungraceful...

Chorus