Well, she was walking toward me in a tight red dress
Looking like she just won a beauty contest
I wanted so bad to make a good impression
Using all the powers of articulate expression
Then all the blood rushed out of my head
And I can't be held responsible for what I said

'Cause what I meant to say was... "I'd be honored to
Reveal to you some aspects of our fair metropolis that
A lady of your obvious sophistication might find
Extremely stimulating."

What slipped out was... "Wanna see my pet frog?"

Freudian slip (A slip of the tongue)
My brain does a flip (And I come undone)
My tongue starts to trip (All over my words)
And they come out of my lips (Like something you never heard)
In my desperate attempts to be cool
I try to be hip, and I'm a blabbering fool
What I mean to say is poetic
But what comes out is just pathetic

No time for regrets, hey, what are you gonna do
'Cause the very next day I had a job interview
But then came the shocker and I don't mean maybe
The personnel director was the very same lady
I thought, here's my chance to turn it all around
I'll dazzle her by saying something profound
And what I meant to say was... "I'm quite confident
That I have the educational qualifications and the
Inherent sensitivity to become an indispensible asset
To your establishment."

What slipped out was... "Would you sign my arm?"

Freudian slip (A slip of the tongue)
My brain does a flip (And I come undone)
My tongue starts to trip (All over my words)
And they come out of my lips (Like something you never heard)
In my desperate attempts to be cool
I try to be hip, and I'm a blabbering fool
What I mean to say is poetic
But what comes out is just pathetic

Freudian slip (A slip of the tongue)
My brain does a flip (And I come undone)
My tongue starts to trip (All over my words)
And they come out of my lips (Like something you never heard)
In my desperate attempts to be cool
I try to be hip, and I'm a blabbering fool
What I mean to say is poetic
But what comes out is just pathetic