Letra de Before He Cheats - Carrie Underwood

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

'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

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

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

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

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