Before He Cheats

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 seat... I Took a Louisville slugger To both head lights Slashed a hole in all 4 tires... And maybe next time He'll think before he cheats Right now She's probably up singing some White-trash version of Shania karoke... Right now She's probably saying I'm drunk And he's a thinking that he's gonna lucky Right now He's probably dabbing 3 dollars Worth of that bathroom Polo... Oh, and he don't know... Oh, 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... And maybe next time He'll think before he cheats I might saved a little trouble for the next girl Cause the next time that he cheats... Oh, you know it won't be on me Ohh... not on me... Cause 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... Ohh...