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      One little slip, one little slip   It was a fusion of confusion   With a few confounding things