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Before He Cheats 
Medium
by Carrie Underwood
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Right now he's probably dancing
With a bleached-blonde tramp
And she's probably frisky
now he's probably her
little drink
'Cause she can't shoot whiskey
Right now he's probably up behind her
With a pool stick
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 seats
I a Louisville Slugger to both headlights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll he cheats
Right now she's probably up singing
Some 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
dollars worth of that Polo
(Oh) and he don't know
(Oh) I dug my key into the side
Of his little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I a Louisville to both headlights
I slashed a hole in all tires
Maybe next time he'll think he cheats
I might have a little trouble for the girl
'Cause the next 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 souped-up four-wheel drive
my name into his seats
I took a Louisville 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) he cheats
(Oh)
With a bleached-blonde tramp
And she's probably frisky
now he's probably her
little drink
'Cause she can't shoot whiskey
Right now he's probably up behind her
With a pool stick
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 seats
I a Louisville Slugger to both headlights
Slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll he cheats
Right now she's probably up singing
Some 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
dollars worth of that Polo
(Oh) and he don't know
(Oh) I dug my key into the side
Of his little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I a Louisville to both headlights
I slashed a hole in all tires
Maybe next time he'll think he cheats
I might have a little trouble for the girl
'Cause the next 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 souped-up four-wheel drive
my name into his seats
I took a Louisville 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) he cheats
(Oh)
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