Before He Cheats - Carrie Underwood

Right now, he's probably dancing With a bleached blond tramp And she's probably getting frisky Right now, he's probably buying her a fruity little drink 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 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 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, I'm gonna get lucky Right now, he's probably dabbing 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 Slashed a hole in all four tires Maybe next time, he'll think before he Oh, maybe next time, he'll think before he cheats I might have saved a little trouble for the next girl The next time that he cheats Oh, you know it won't be on me 'Cause 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 Slashed a hole in all four tires Maybe next time, he'll think before he cheats

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 cocktail '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 I dug my key into the side Of his pretty little souped-up four wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seat Took 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 a thinking that he's gonna get lucky Right now, he's probably dabbing on 3 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 Took Louisville slugger to both head lights Slashed a hole in all four tires Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats I might've saved a little trouble for the next girl 'Cause the next time that he cheats It won't be on me! I dug my key into the side Of his pretty little souped-up four wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seat Took a Louisville slugger to both head lights Slashed a hole in all four tires Maybe next time he'll think before he, he cheats

I would die before I divorce ya I'd take a thousand thumps For my love 'Cause ya Kiss a lucky horseshoe Stuck it in my boxing glove 'Cause anyone Who will see us Through our victory And dumb defeat Knows that I'll take you to the cleaners If you come between the cheats Between the cheats Woah-ah-ohhh (Wooh-hoo) Ohhh-ohhh (Wooh-hoo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Between the cheats Woah-ah-ohhh (Wooh-hoo) Ohhh-Ohhh (Ooh-wee) My husband is The fine handsome hustler And he still make This housewife blush So I'm lockin' My hand in his I'm sitting on The royal flush Women drink him in Swimming in his green eyes Then go home And cash the chips you got And take your bad beat to-o Oh, to a bottle The jack of hearts is my jackpot Between the cheats Woah-ah-ohhh (Wooh-hoo) Ohhh-ohhh (Wooh-hoo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Between the cheats Woah-ah-ohhh (Wooh-hoo) Ohhh-Ohhh (Ooh-wee-oooh) 'Cause we all have to lock eyes And I know as my heart beats There's a winning secret to both And it's sworn Between the cheats... Between the cheats Woah-ah-ohhh (Wooh-hoo) Ohhh-ohhh (Wooh-hoo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Between the cheats Woah-ah-ohhh (Wooh-hoo) Ohhh-Ohhh (Ooh-wee-oooh) Between the cheats Woah-ah-ohhh (Wooh-hoo) Ohhh-ohhh (Wooh-hoo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Between the cheats Woah-ah-ohhh (Wooh-hoo) Ohhh-Ohhh (Ooh-wee-oooh)

Sittin' there wrapped up tight in your flannel button-up With your arms around me Watchin' those flames dance high where nobody could find us Oh, but you sure found me Yeah, we were lightin' that fire Heatin' up the sky like a July rocket No, we never got tired We'd stay up all night and watch it Burn Like whiskey in my glass Even though it's sittin' on ice It's always gonna burn Little too hot real fast Like when you were mine, yeah That's the thing about your memory It's keeping me warm, but it's killing me Every time I think about you now Even though our love died out It's always gonna burn, burn, burn Riding 'round rag top down Little beach town Weekend on the water Under that gold moonshine Your lips on mine Couldn't get no hotter Yeah, we were soakin' it up Buzzin' on love and margaritas When I see the sand and the sun The salt in the air, I swear, I feel the Burn Like whiskey in my glass Even though it's sittin' on ice It's always gonna burn Little too hot real fast Like when you were mine, yeah That's the thing about your memory It's keeping me warm, but it's killing me Every time I think about you now Even though our love died out It's always gonna burn, burn, burn, yeah Hmm, it's always gonna burn just like this whiskey It's always gonna burn and make me wonder if you miss me That's the thing about your memory It's keeping me warm, but it's killing me Baby, when I think about you now Even though our love died out It's always gonna burn, burn, burn It's always gonna burn, burn, burn

I'm not supposed to be thinking 'bout you, lying here in this bed Too much has gone wrong and we should move on That's what we both said There's a million reasons why we said goodbye Why we couldn't try, couldn't fight for it anymore Put your ring in the back of the dresser drawer And we closed that door So why am I 2 A.M. pickin' up my phone And you're standin' in my porch light Backsliding Wearin' your old t-shirt in the mornin', it feels so right Backsliding We say we won't, But then we do the same old thing fallin' right back in Say it's gonna be the last time Backsliding, I'm backsliding Backsliding, I'm backsliding Well, I heard that you've been hangin' around with someone new Yeah, word gets around in such a small town Bet you heard I'm seein' someone too There's a million reasons why we should be happy Not lookin' back, livin' in the past anymore But they ain't addin' up, I guess they ain't enough 'Cause here I am At 2 A.M. pickin' up my phone And you're standin' in my porch light Backsliding Wearin' your old t-shirt in the mornin', it feels so right Backsliding We say we won't, but then We do the same old thing fallin' right back in Say it's gonna be the last time Backsliding, I'm backsliding Backsliding, I'm backsliding And we keep pushing, pulling back, sliding Pushing, pulling, slipping back, sliding I keep asking myself, keep asking myself Why do I need you and nobody else? If we're not meant to be then why do we keep backsliding? And why am I 2 A.M. pickin' up my phone And you're standin' in my porch light Backsliding Wearin' your old t-shirt in the mornin', it feels so right Backsliding We say we won't, oh but then we do, yeah The same old thing fallin' right back in Say it's gonna be the last time Backsliding, I'm backsliding Yeah, yeah I'm backsliding, yeah Backsliding Why do we keep backsliding? I can't help it, I'm backsliding I need you, I'm back sliding Why do we keep backsliding? Backsliding Backsliding Backsliding Backsliding