192 - Before He Cheats

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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 little drink because she can't shoot whiskey. Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool-stick showing her how to shoot a combo. He don't know that I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped up four-wheel drive and carved my name into his leather seats. I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights and 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 that he's gonna get lucky. Right now, he's probably dabbing on three dollars worth of that bathroom polo. He don't know that I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped up four-wheel drive and carved my name into his leather seats. I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights and 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. The next time that he cheats, you know it won't be on me. I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped up four-wheel drive and carved my name into his leather seats. I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights and slashed a hole in all four tires. Maybe, next time, he'll think before he cheats.







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