Geek In the Pink

Friday, September 08, 2006

Nothing new to report...

But, I did want to share the lyrics to Carrie Underwood's new song with everyone. Even if you aren't bitter about a break-up, it's still funny. Go find it, one and all.

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 suped up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seat...
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires...

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 get lucky,
Right now, he's probably dabbing on 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 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seat,
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires...

And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.

I might saved a little trouble for the next girl,
Cause the next time that he cheats...

Oh, you know it won't be on me!

Ohh... not on me...
Cause I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seat...
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires...

Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.

Ohh.. Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats...

Ohh... before he cheats...

posted by LadyVader @ 4:48 AM  

3 Comments:

  • At 11:51 AM , Blogger Likestrek said...

    I prefer vodka myself...

     

  • At 1:08 PM , Blogger An Illegal-Size Paper Production said...

    Here's a song by Danielle Peck I think you might enjoy. It's called "Findin' A Good Man":

    We got a bucket of Corona,
    Enough stories to last all night,
    About the trials and tribulations,
    Of findin' Mr. Right:
    Of findin' a good man.

    Here's to the liars and the cheaters and the cold mistreaters;
    To the Momma's boys who can't make a stand.
    Here's to the superficial players;
    The "I love ya" too-soon-sayers;
    If you hear me girls, raise your hand:
    Let's have a toast:
    Here's to findin' a good man.

    Blind dates an' horror stories;
    Pushy gals and fast movers.
    Let's dedicate this girl's night out,
    To big-talkers; bad losers,
    It's so hard findin' a good man.

    Here's to the liars and the cheaters and the cold mistreaters;
    To the Momma's boys who can't make a stand.
    Here's to the superficial players;
    The "I love ya" too-soon-sayers;
    If you hear me girls, raise your hand:
    Let's have a toast:
    Here's to findin' a good man.

    Julie, I know you want perfection;
    Angie, you want a listener.
    Lisa, your list is gettin' long,
    And girls, you know me:I just want a good kisser.

    Here's to the liars and the cheaters and the cold mistreaters;
    To the Momma's boys who can't make a stand.
    Here's to the superficial players;
    The "I love ya" too-soon-sayers;
    If you hear me girls, raise your hand:
    Let's have a toast;
    Let's have a toast:
    Here's to findin' a good man.

    Here's to findin' a good man.
    Here's to findin' a good man.

     

  • At 1:09 PM , Blogger LadyVader said...

    Yeah, "Findin' a Good Man" is also a good song.

    And I concur, Amanda...whiskey is preferable.

     

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