Barenaked Ladies

It was a recipe for disaster
A four course meal of “no Siree”
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've missed a sign or two
I ran a light past your affection
And humiliation never knew
I took a right turn at confusion
A left when I should've gone straight on through
I ran ahead with my assumptions
And we all know what that can do
Repeat 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
Is about to try to learn to fly or hit the ground
Guitar Solo: G C G D G Am C D
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 un-graceful
Repeat Chorus