Teri Hatcher - Before He Cheats | Текст песни

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• Before He Cheats

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 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 4 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!

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