[Verse 1]
I was ridin’ hard, feelin’ slick, down a sunburned stretch of hell,
My bike was hummin’ low, till she coughed and cracked a spell.
Pulled off the road, engine died with a hiss,
Left me cussin’ in the heat, sweat drip drippin’ like a kiss.
[Verse 2]
Had a bag of ice for my whiskey and my pride,
Shoved it in my backpack, took that long-ass walk in stride.
But halfway through that march, man, I knew I was fucked,
That ice turned to water, and my ass got sluiced and sucked.
[Chorus]
Yeah, it’s a long hot walk with cold runnin’ down my crack,
Got jeans stickin’ to my balls, swamp growin' down my back.
But what made me freeze, what made my knees damn near give,
Was turnin’ ‘round and seein’ Marisa gettin' real primitive.
[Verse 3]
She was crouched by my saddle, eyes glazed, nose deep,
Huffin’ up the scent like she’d never known sleep.
One hand on the tank, other down in her heat,
Touchin’ herself slow like that leather was sweet meat.
[Chorus]
Marisa, you wild bitch, what the hell’s got in your head?
You grindin’ on my seat like it whispered what I said.
She licked her lips and moaned, "This cushion still smells like sin,"
And I swear to God I twitched, ice water drippin’ down my skin.
[Bridge]
Now I’m sticky, drippy, thirsty as hell,
While she’s makin’ love to leather like she cast a dirty spell.
That saddle’s been places, babe—your mouth don’t care,
Just hummin’ on that vinyl with your panties full’a air.
[Outro]
So I drag my soaked ass home, cheeks cold and red,
Thinkin’ ‘bout Marisa snarffin’ seat stuck in my head.
You can keep the damn bike if she’s ridin’ like that,
I’ll just lay back, unzip, and tip my hat.