One Little Slip

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 table spoon of one big mess A dash of over reaction 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 have missed a sign or two I ran a light past your affection At humiliation Avenue 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