Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood
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
Chorus:
That I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little suped 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 that he’s gonna get lucky
Right now he’s probably dabbing on three dollars worth of that bathroom polo
And he don’t know
Repeat chorus
I mighta 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
Chorus
� 2005 Arista
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