Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Before He Cheats

Right now he's probably slow dancin' with a bleach blonde tramp,
and she's probably gettin' frisky
right now, he's probably buyin' 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
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up 4-wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats

Right now she's probably up singin' some
white-trash version of Shania karaoke
Right now, she's probably sayin' "I'm drunk"
and he's thinkin' that he's gonna get lucky
Right now he's probably dabbin' on 3 dollars' worth of that bathroom polo

And he don't know
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up 4-wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
slashed a hole in all 4 tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats

I might saved a little trouble for the next girl
Cause the next time that he cheats
Oh, you know it won't be on me!

Ohh...not on me..
Cause I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up 4-wheel drive
carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
slashed a hole in all 4 tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.


--Carrie Underwood

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