Right now he's probably slow dancing with a bleach
blonde tramp and she's probably getting frisky
Right now he's probably buying her some fruity
little drink cause she can't shoot a whiskey
Right now he's probably up behind her with a
brute 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 seat
Took a
Louisville slugger to both headlights
Slashed a hole in all four tires Maybe
next time I'll thank before he cheers
Right now she's probably up singing some
white trash version of some night 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 damning on three
dollars worth of that bathroom polo
Oh, and he don't know
No
Took a Louisville slugger to both headlights Slashed a hole
in all four tires Maybe next time I'll thank before he cheers
Oh,
maybe next time I'll thank
before he cheers
Cheers