Before He Cheats

Right now, he's probably slow dancin'With a bleached-blond tramp and she's probably gettin' friskyRight now, he's probably buyin' her some fruity little drink'Cause she can't shoot whiskeyRight now, he's probably up behind her with a pool-stickShowin' her how to shoot a comboAnd he don't know

I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel driveCarved my name into his leather seatsI took a Louisville slugger to both headlightsI slashed a hole in all four tiresMaybe next time he'll think before he cheats

Right now, she's probably up singing someWhite-trash version of Shania karaokeRight now, she's probably sayin' "I'm drunk"And he's a-thinkin' that he's gonna get luckyRight now, he's probably dabbin' onThree dollars worth of that bathroom PoloOh, and he don't know

That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel driveCarved my name into his leather seatsI took a Louisville slugger to both headlightsI slashed a hole in all four tiresMaybe next time he'll think before he cheats

I might have saved a little trouble for the next girlA-'cause the next time that he cheatsOh, you know it won't be on meNo, not on me

'Cause I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel driveCarved my name into his leather seatsI took a Louisville slugger to both headlightsI slashed a hole in all four tiresMaybe next time he'll think before he cheats

Oh, maybe next time he'll think before he cheatsOh, before he cheatsOh-oh