"Before He Cheats" by Carrie Underwood
Right now,
He's probably slow dancing with a bleach blonde tramp
And she's probably getting frisky
Right now,
He's probably buying her some fruity little drink
'Cause she can't shoot whiskey
Right now,
He's probably up behind her with a pool stick showing
Her how to shoot a combo
And he don't know...
I dug my key into the side of his pretty
little suped up four wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
Took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Right now,
She's probably up singing some white
trash version of Shania karaoke
Right now,
She's probably saying I'm drunk
and he's thinking that he's gonna get lucky
Right now,
He's probably dabbing on three dollars
worth of that bathroom polo
Oh, and he don't know...
That I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little suped up four wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
Took a Louisville slugger to both head
lightsSlashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
I might've saved a little trouble for the next girl
'Cause the next time that he cheats
Oh, you know it won’t be on me
No, not on me
Oh maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Oh before he cheats
Oh...
'Cause I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little suped up four wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
Took a Louisville slugger to both head
lightsSlashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
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