F#m E A B F#m E A C#
F#m E A
Right now he's probably slow dancing with a bleached-blond tramp
B
and she's probably getting frisky
F#m E A B
right now he's probably buying her some fruity little drink cause she can't shoot whiskey
F#m E A B A
Right now he's probably up behind her with a pool-stick showing her how to shoot a combo
C#
And he don't know
F#m A E B
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up wheel drive
F#m A C#
carved my name into his leather seat
F#m A
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
E B
slashed a hole in all tires
A E F#m E A C#
And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Right now she's probably up singing some
white-trash version of Shania karoke
Right now she's probably saying I'm drunk
and he's a thinking that he's gonna lucky
Right now he's probably dabbing 3 dollars worth of that bathroom Polo
And he don't know
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up wheel drive
carved my name into his leather seat
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
slashed a hole in all tires
And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
A E B
I might saved a little trouble for the next girl
D E
Cause the next time that he cheats
F#m E A B
Oh you know it won't be on me
F#m E A C#
Ohh not on me
Cause I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up wheel drive
carved my name into his leather seat
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
slashed a hole in all tires
A E F#m E
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
A E F#m E A B
Ohh Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
F#m E A B F#m E A C#
Ohh before he cheats