Capo #2
Verse One:
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
Chours:
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little
suped 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 4 tires
And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.
Verse Two:
Right now, she's probably up singing some
white-trash version of Shania karoke
Right now, she's probably saying "I'm drunk"
and he's a thinking that he's gonna lucky,
Right now, he's probably dabbing 3 dollars worth
of that bathroom Polo
And he don't know
Chorus:
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little
suped 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 4 tires
And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.
Bridge:
I might saved a little trouble for the next girl,
Cause the next time that he cheats
Oh, you know it won't be on me!
Ohh...not on me
Chorus:
Cause I dug my key into the side of his pretty little
suped 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 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