The Stud Muffin Life - A2 (Old Words)

Verse 1

Walked in soaked from a summer run,
Sweat shining like I was under lights.
Held up my dripping shirt and laughed out loud,
“Guess they don’t make exceptions ’round here.”

“No shirt, no shoes, no service,” I grinned.
“I can throw this puddle of a shirt right back on again.”
She looked me over… then looked once more,
Like she’d forgotten what she came here for.

She smiled and said,
“I like the menu…
You’re good with me.
Now what’ll it be?”

Coffee… tea… or me?

Pre-Chorus

Her smile pulled me in,
Her eyes already knew.
I came in for coffee…
She came in looking for me

Chorus

Oh, the stud muffin life is good.
Better than I thought it would.
Every room’s another stage,
Every heart’s a revolving door
Every smile says, “Come back for more”

Gods and angels shake their heads,
Pulling halos down instead.
Some guys chase the dream all night…
The dream keeps asking me for mine.

The stud muffin life is good.

Verse 2

Found a number in my take-out bag,
Ashley signed it with a little heart beside it.
Said, “Call me if you’re free tonight.”
Well…
That escalated fast.

I laughed all the way to the parking lot,
Guess heaven gave me an unfair shot.
The mirror winked as I walked on by…
Even my reflection rolled its eyes…
Even my shadow wanted an autograph.

Bridge

It’s a heavy cross this face must bear.
Perfect hair and people stare.
Someone’s gotta do the job—
Guess heaven picked this handsome slob.

Final Chorus

Oh, the stud muffin life is good.
Living life the way legends would.
Coffee’s hot and smiles come free
Life keeps flirting back with me.

Gods and angels up above,
Throwing down a little love.
If this is how the story goes…
I ain’t asking heaven, “Why?”

The stud muffin life is good.