Carrie Underwood - Before He Cheats

Right now, he's probably slow dancing with a bleached-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... That I dug my key into the side of his Pretty little souped up four wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seat I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights 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 lucky Right now, he's probably dabbing on three dollars worth of that bathroom cologne And he don't know... OH! That I dug my key into the side of his Pretty little souped up four wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seat I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights 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 A 'cause the next time that he cheats Oh, you know it won't be on me No, oh Not on me... That I dug my key into the side of his Pretty little souped up four wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seat I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights 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, oh Before he cheats ohhhh.