Before He Cheats
Carrie Underwood Lyrics
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With a bleached-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
I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
I 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 three dollars
Worth of that bathroom Polo
Oh, and he don't know
That I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
I slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
I might have 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 four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
I 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
Oh, before he cheats
Oh
In "Before He Cheats," Carrie Underwood sings about a woman who has been betrayed by her significant other, who is most likely cheating on her with another woman. The woman imagines her partner "slow dancing with a bleached-blond tramp," while she's "probably getting frisky" with him, and buying her drinks because she "can't shoot whiskey." In a fit of rage, she takes her anger out on his prized car, vandalizing it with a key, slashing the tires, and bashing the headlights. This is done with the hope that the next time he cheats, he'll think twice before doing it to someone else. The lyrics are an anthem for anyone who has dealt with infidelity and is looking to get revenge for it.
Line by Line Meaning
Right now, he's probably slow dancing
With a bleached-blond tramp
And she's probably getting frisky
At this moment, he is likely dancing with a woman whose hair has been bleached to a bright color, and that woman is probably flirting with him.
Right now, he's probably buying
Her some fruity little drink
'Cause she can't shoot whiskey
Currently, he is purchasing a sweet alcoholic beverage for her because she has stated she cannot drink 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
Currently, he is positioning himself behind her while holding a pool stick and teaching her how to hit a combination shot, and he is unaware of her plan.
I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights
I slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
I engraved my name into the leather seats and carved into the side of his attractive, enhanced truck with my key. Moreover, I vandalized his front lights and created a hole in all four tires to teach him a lesson to think before he cheats on someone else.
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
Currently, the woman is most likely singing a lower-class rendition of a Shania Twain song while drinking and claiming to be drunk. Meanwhile, he is assuming that he is going to get lucky with her.
Right now, he's probably
Dabbing on three dollars
Worth of that bathroom Polo
Oh, and he don't know
At present, he is probably utilizing a small amount of cologne that he got from the bathroom worth about three dollars, and he has no idea what is going on.
I might have 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
I may have served a little justice to the next unlucky girl because he won't be cheating on me again!
Oh, maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Oh, before he cheats
Oh
Perhaps he will contemplate the negative consequences before making another decision to cheat, before cheating.... oh.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Chris Tompkins, Josh Kear
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@UPchallenger3985
Let’s be honest. We all searched for this.
@soifinallyhaveanaccountnow
Yeah... don’t call me out
@cassieramirez9938
This song is bop
@jessicarays2341
Oh my God the song is the bomb I listen to it every single night to go to sleep ON LOOP
@davidmyers5827
Absolutely! I hate what she does to that beautiful truck but it's almost worth it to see her
@haleyrose3407
lol I did!!
@Shiyounin
Note to self: DO NOT carve own name into crime scene
@andy4499
my thought exactly xD
@co0ki3M0NstAr
Use vague nick name
@sunnyhacksdiy3509
Omg yes XD