Before He Cheats Songtext
von 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

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 head lights
Slashed a hole in all 4 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 3 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 4 wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seat
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
Slashed a hole in all 4 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 4 wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seat
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
Slashed a hole in all 4 tires
Maybe next time he′ll think before he cheats
Oh, maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Oh, before he cheats