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 souped-up 4-wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seats I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights 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 karaoke Right now, she's probably saying,“I'm drunk” And he's a-thinking that he's gonna get lucky Right now, he's probably dabbing on 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 souped-up 4-wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seats I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights Slashed a hole in all 4 tires And 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 'Cause I dug my key into the side Of his pretty little souped-up 4-wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seats I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights Slashed a hole in all 4 tires And maybe next time he'll think Before he cheats Oh, maybe next time he'll think Before he cheats Oh before he cheats oh