Karaoké 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 'cos 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
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 get lucky
Right now, he's probably dabbing on three dollars worth of that bathroom Cologne 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 seat
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights slashed a hole in all four tires
And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
I might have saved a little trouble for the next girl
'Cos the next time that he cheats
Oh, you know it won't be on me
No, not on me
'Cos 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
And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Oh maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Oh before he cheats
Oh...

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