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 proof stick, short hair, how to shoot a combo. And he don't know. And I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped up four wheel drive. Called my name into his leather seat. Took a Louisville slug and a bold hairline. Slashed a hole in all four tires. Maybe next time I'll thank before he cheats. 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 dabbing on three dollars worth of last bathroom polo. And he don't know. And I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped up four wheel drive. Called my name into his leather seat. Took a Louisville slug and a bold hairline. Slashed a hole in all four tires. Maybe next time I'll thank before he cheats. I might have saved a little trouble for the next girl. The next time that he cheats, you know it won't be on me. No, not on me. I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped up four wheel drive. Called my name into his leather seat. Took a Louisville slug and a bold hairline. Slashed a hole in all four tires. Maybe next time I'll thank before he cheats. Maybe next time I'll thank before he cheats. Before he cheats.