Karaoké 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 'cos 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 four wheel drive

Carved my name into his leather seat

I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights 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 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

That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped 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 four tires

And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats

I might have saved a little trouble for the next girl

'Cos the next time that he cheats

Oh, you know it won't be on me

No, not on me

'Cos I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped 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 four tires

And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats

Oh maybe next time he'll think before he cheats

Oh before he cheats

Oh