Before He Cheats
Right now, he's probably dancing
With a bleached blond tramp
And she's probably getting frisky
Right now, he's probably buying her a fruity little drink
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
That I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up, four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I 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, I'm gonna get lucky
Right now, he's probably dabbing on
Three dollars worth of that bathroom Polo
And he don't know
That I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up, four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time, he'll think before he
Oh, maybe next time, he'll think before he cheats
I might have saved a little trouble for the next girl
The next time that he cheats
Oh, you know it won't be on me
'Cause I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up, four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time, he'll think before he cheats
With a bleached blond tramp
And she's probably getting frisky
Right now, he's probably buying her a fruity little drink
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
That I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up, four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I 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, I'm gonna get lucky
Right now, he's probably dabbing on
Three dollars worth of that bathroom Polo
And he don't know
That I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up, four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time, he'll think before he
Oh, maybe next time, he'll think before he cheats
I might have saved a little trouble for the next girl
The next time that he cheats
Oh, you know it won't be on me
'Cause I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up, four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time, he'll think before he cheats
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Writer(s): Chris Tompkins, Joshua Kear
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