Luyện nghe bài hát Before He Cheats

Right now, he's probably slow
a bleached-blond tramp
And she's getting frisky
now, he's probably buying
Her fruity little drink
'Cause she can't shoot

now, he's probably up behind her
With a
her how to shoot a combo
And he know

I dug my key the side
Of his pretty little four-wheel drive
Carved my into his leather seats
I took a slugger to both head lights
I slashed a hole in all four
Maybe next time he'll before he cheats

Right now, she's up singing some
White-trash of Shania karaoke
Right now, probably saying "I'm drunk"
And he's that he's gonna get lucky

now, he's probably
Dabbing on dollars
Worth of that bathroom
Oh, and he know

That I dug my key the side
Of his pretty little four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather
I took a Louisville slugger to both lights
I slashed a hole in all four
Maybe next time he'll before he cheats

I might have saved a little trouble for the girl
the next time that he cheats
Oh, you it won't be on me!
No, not on me

'Cause I dug my key the side
Of his pretty little four-wheel drive
Carved my into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both head
I slashed a hole in all tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he

Oh, maybe next he'll think before he cheats
Oh, before he
Oh