Verse 1 First up, Hera. She carries some clout
As any wife of Zeus would do.
And even though her hubby gets out and about,
She stays faithful and true.
Paris, I can make you a powerful king,
Mortals will tremble at your feet.
You’ll be a cool brother shaking your thing,
Hob-nobbing with the elite.

Chorus Pick me, Paris! Hurry, Baby!
What is the matter with you? Are you blind?
I’m such a beauty, a babe-a-licious cutie,
It can’t be hard to make up your mind.

Verse 2 Next up, Athene. She’s strong and she’s tall,
Yet beautiful as any flower.
And wise as an owl. Yeah, she’s got it all,
The definition of ‘Girl Power.’
Paris, I can make you invincible
’Gainst every weapon known to man.
All you gotta do is choose the right girl,
And if anybody can, you can.

Chorus Pick me, Paris! Hurry…………

Verse 3 Lastly Aphrodite, the goddess of love.
This lady’s sure got style.
And with moves like that, when push comes to shove,
She’s the bookies’ favourite by a mile.
Paris, I can tell what’s important to you,
I know your deepest fantasies.
I’ll give you a woman so beautiful
You’ll go weak at the knees.

Chorus Pick me, Paris! Hurry…………