Do you think that you can  woo me,
with tender words from tender lips?
do you think your beauty moves me,
like the face that launched a 1,000 ships?

Isn't it I, that should be wooing you?
the man that gets just what he wants;
if for a fact,  I truly wanted you...
must you, your loveliness then flaunt?

I must admit, that you are beautiful,
and with your look, I melt like butter;
knocked silly by your charm and grace,
my throat goes dry; words I cannot utter.

Do you think I can be captured by a smile,
by looks of love that radiate from you?
I suppose that by it, I might then fall,
wondering if your love is really true.

Please, let me be the one to do the wooing,
let me run after you, like any mortal man;
are you still thinking you can woo me?
heaven knows... **** well...you can!