Before He Cheats
by Carrie Underwood
Right now he’s probably slow dancing with a bleached-blond 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 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seats.
I took a louisville slugger to both head lights,
slashed a hole in all 4 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 lucky,
right now, he’s probably dabbing on 3 dollars worth of that bathroom polo.
and he don’t know…
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seat…
I took a louisville slugger to both head lights,
slashed a hole in all 4 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..
I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seat…
I took a louisville slugger to both head lights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires…
maybe next time he’ll think before he cheats.
ohh.. maybe next time he’ll think.. before he cheats…
ohh… before he cheats…
ohhhh.