Sometimes we all make mistakes

And sometimes we catch the real tough breaks

But here's a trick that I've been working on

Just say "Oops!", and move on

Ran out of gas, maybe you stepped on broken glass

Or spilled 100 million gallons of oil and screwed up the Earth

Don't you get morose, take a weekend yatch trip of the English coast

'Cause it's all good, don't let the little people spoil your fun

Just say "Oops!", and move on

Or maybe you're a movie star and you end up at a bar

Next thing you know you're getting blackout drunk

And saying stuff about jews

Don't you even sweat it, have a gin and tonic and just try to forget it

'Cause who cares? You know the press can be a bitch sometimes

So just say "Oops!", and move on

You know, there's nothing else to do

Besides there might be someone chasing you

'Cause you sold a bunch of worthless stocks, for 20 billion bucks

Just say "Oops!", ohh, there is nothing to it

Even the richest banks in the world know how to do it

When they say that they're too big to fail

And than foreclose your house

Just say "Oops!"

(..."Oops!" and move on)

(Oh, I'm sorry about that...)

Let's say you tried to make a- a forty minutes CD

That only comes out $2.33

And so you tackle a little song at the end

That won't make sense in about two years

It'll be okay, chances are nobody's gonna listen anyway

'Cause boo-dee-doo, you know that life can be a bitch sometimes

Just say "Oops!", and move on