Текст песни Carrie Underwood — Before he cheats

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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…

I dug my key into the side
of his pretty little souped up 4 wheel drive,
Carved my name into his leather seat…
I took a Louisville Slugger to both headlights,
Slashed a hole in all 4 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 Polo…
And he don't know…

I dug my key into the side
of his pretty little souped up 4 wheel drive,
Carved my name into his leather seat…
I took a louisville slugger to both headlights,
Slashed a hole in all 4 tires…
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.

I might've saved a little trouble for the next girl,
Cuz the next time that he cheats…
Oh you know it won't be on me!
No… not on me…

Cuz I dug my key into the side
of his pretty little souped up 4 wheel drive,
Carved my name into his leather seat…
I took a louisville slugger to both headlights,
Slashed a hole in all 4 tires…
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.
Ohh.. maybe next time he'll think.. before he cheats…

Ohh… before he cheats…
Ohhhh..

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