"Before He Cheats" Lyrics

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 souped-up 4 wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats

I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
(Both headlights) 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 get lucky

Right now, he's probably dabbing on three dollars worth
Of that bathroom cologne, 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
(Both headlights) 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-Oh 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
(Both headlights) Slashed a hole in all 4 tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats

Oh, maybe next time he'll think
Before he cheats (Na-Na, Na-Na-Na-Na)
Oh, before he cheats, (Na-Na, Na-Na-Na-Na) Oh-Oh