Before He Cheats

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 suped up four wheel drive

Carved my name into his leather seats

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 that he's gonna get lucky

Right now,

He's probably dabbing on three dollars

worth of that bathroom polo

Oh, and he don't know...



That I dug my key into the side

Of his pretty little suped up four wheel drive

Carved my name into his leather seats

Took a Louisville slugger to both headlights

Slashed a hole in all four 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



'Cause I dug my key into the side

Of his pretty little suped up four wheel drive

Carved my name into his leather seats

Took a Louisville slugger to both headlights

Slashed a hole in all four tires

Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats



Oh maybe next time he'll think before he cheats

Oh before he cheats

Oh...