She's dressed to kill in a dress that he bought her.
She wouldn't care if he walked in and caught her.
She's come to dance a dance or two and do
no tellin' what by the time the night is through.
She found out the hard way about him,
now she's out to find out how she'll do without him.
Her hands are shaking, her heart's pounding
and by the way she's drinkin', his memory's drowning.
She's not the cheating kind.
She's been cheated one too many times.
She's never fooled around.
He's still lyin', she's through cryin',
she's not fooling now.
She walks by and every head turns;
you can see how hot her fire burns.
He didn't know what a good thing he had.
Well it's too late, and that's too bad.
'Cause she's not the cheating kind.
She's been cheated one too many times.
She's never fooled around.
He's still lying, she's through crying,
she's not fooling now.
Oh, she's not the cheating kind,
she's been cheated one too many times.
She's never fooled around.
He's still lyin', she's through cryin'
she's not fooling now.
