Songtext von One Little Slip

It was a recipe for disaster A four-course meal of no sirree It semed that happily ever after Was happy everyone was after me It was a cup of good intentions A tablespon 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 That humiliation never knew 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 'till live down That 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 tablespon of one big mess A dash of overreaction I assume you know the rest One little slip One little slip It was a humble little stumble With a big ungraceful One little slip One little slip It was a fusion of confusion With a few confounding things