Friday, May 31, 2019

Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood



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 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
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 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...

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
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
'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
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, before he cheats... oh, oh


Listened to 55 songs today.

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