It was a recipe for disaster
A four-course meal of no Sirree
It seemed that happily ever after
Was happy everyone was after meIt was a cup of good intentions
A tablespon of one big mess
A dash of overreaction
I assume you know the restOne little slip
One little slip
It was a fusion of confusion
With a few confounding thingsI 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 AvenueI 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 doOne little slip
One little slip
It was a fusion of confusion
With a few confounding thingsI get the feeling in this town
I'll never live 'til 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 groundIt was a cup of good intentions
A tablespon of one big mess
A dash of overreaction
I assume you know the restOne little slip
One little slip
It was a humble little stumble
With a big ungracefulOne little slip
One little slip
It was a fusion of confusion
With a few confounding things
Sabe de quem é a composição? Envie pra gente.
