Mike Maimone - Before He Cheats

Right now, he's probably slow dancin'
With some bleached-blond twink
who's trying to get frisky
Right now, he's probably buyin' him
some fruity little drink
'Cause he can't shoot whiskey
Right now, he's probably up behind him
With his pool stick showin' him how to
Shoot a combo / 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 seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
I slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats

Right now, he's probably up doing some
White-trash version of some Cher karaoke
Right now, he's probably sayin' "I'm drunk"
And my man's thinkin' that he's gonna get lucky
Right now, he's probably dabbin' on
Three dollars worth of that bathroom Polo
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 seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
I slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats

He don't know
He don't know
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 seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
I slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats

Written by:
Chris Tompkins, Josh Kear

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