It was a recipe for disaster
A four course meal of no sorry
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
I assume you know the rest
One little slip, One little slip
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 effection
And humiliation never knew
Took a right turn at confusion
A left when I shoulda gone straight on threw
I ran ahead with my assumptions
We all know what that can do
One little slip, One little slip
I get the felling in this town
Ill never live till I live down the one mistake that seams to follow me around
But theyll forget about the sky
When they all realize the sky is trying to fly on ith ground
It was a cup of good intentions
A table spoon of one big mess
A dash of over reaction
I assume you know the rest