One Little Slip - Barenaked Ladies

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

And 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

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