Right now he's probably slow dancing with a bleach-blond tramp,

And she's probably getting frisky

Right now, he's probably buying her some fruity little drink,

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

That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up 4-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 a-thinking that he's gonna get lucky

Right now, he's probably dabbing on 3 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 4-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

I might've saved a little trouble for the next girl,

Cause the next time that he cheats

Oh, you know it won't be on me!

No, not on me

'Cause I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up 4-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

Oh, maybe next time he'll think before he cheats

Ohh, before he cheats.