Capo 2
Intro: (tacet)
Verse1:Right Now hes probably slow dancing with a
blech blond tramp and shes probably getting frisky
Right now hes probably buying her some fruity little
drink cause she can't shoot whisky
Right now hes probably up behind her with a pool-stick
teaching her how to shot a combo.
Prechorus:
But he don't know
Chorus:
That I dug my key into the side of his
Pretty little souped up 4-wheel drive
Craved my name into his leather seats
I took the Louisville slugger to both head lights
slashed a hole in all 4 tires
(tacet)
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Verse 2: Right now she's probably up singing some
white-trashed verison of Shania karaoke
Right now shes probably saying I'm drunk
and he's thinking that he's gonna get lucky
Right now he's probably dabbing on
3 dallors worth on that bathroom polo
Prechorus:
And he don't know. Ohh!
Chorus:
That I dug my key into the side of his
Pretty little souped up 4-wheel drive
Craved my name into his leather seats
I took the Louisville slugger to both head lights
slashed a hole in all 4 tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Bridge: I might of saved a little troble for the next girl
(tacet)
cause the next time that he cheats...
Oh you know it won't be on me
Ohh oh not on me
(tacet)
ohh oh