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| Intro]
F#m E D E F#m E D C#7
[Verse 1]
F#m E D
Right now, he's probably slow dancing with a bleached-blond tramp
C#7
and she's probably getting frisky
F#m E D
Right now, he's probably buying her some fruity little drink cause she
C#7
can't shoot whiskey
F#m E D C# B
Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool-stick showing her how to shoot a combo
C#7
and he don't know
[Chorus]
D F#m D F#m
I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive,
D F#m C#7
carved my name into his leather seat
D F#m
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,
D F#m
slashed a hole in all 4 tires
D C# F#m F#m E D C#7
And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.
[Verse 2]
F#m E
Right now, she's probably up singing some
D C#7
white-trash version of Shania karaoke
F#m E
Right now, she's probably saying "I'm drunk"
D C#7
and he's a thinking that he's gonna lucky,
F#m E D C#
Right now, he's probably dabbing on 3 dollars worth of that bathroom Polo
B C#7
Oh, and he don't know
[Chorus]
D F#m D F#m
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive,
D F#m C#7
carved my name into his leather seat,
D F#m
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,
D F#m
slashed a hole in all 4 tires
D C# F#m
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.
[Bridge]
A E D
I might've saved a little trouble for the next girl,
B C#7
'Cause the next time that he cheats
F#m E D E
Oh, you know it won't be on me!
F#m E D A E
Ohh... not on me
[Chorus]
D F#m D F#m
'Cause I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive,
D F#m C#7
carved my name into his leather seat,
D F#m
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights,
D F#m
slashed a hole in all 4 tires
D C# B
And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.
D C#7 F#m E D C#7
Oh, maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
F#m
Oh, before he cheats |