Before He Cheats Lyrics

Right now, he′s probably slow dancing with a bleached-blond tramp
And she's probably getting frisky
Right now, he′s probably buying her some fruity little drink
'Cause she can't shoot a 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 seats
I took a Louisville Slugger to both headlights (ooh, both headlights)
Slashed a hole in all four tires
And 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 a-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

Oh, that I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville Slugger to both headlights (ooh, both headlights)
Slashed a hole in all four tires
And 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 souped up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville Slugger to both headlights (ooh, both headlights)
Slashed a hole in all four tires
And maybe next time, he′ll think before he cheats

Oh, maybe next time, he'll think before he cheats (na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
Oh, before he cheats (na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
Oh