World Cup -Day 4 Long Distance Blender Wars

Hey pretty lady,
have a drink with me.
Come take a load off,
sit upon my knee.
You are one of many,
lovely as can be.
Must I pick just one?
Way can't I have all three?

Not much of a dilemma,
What have I got to lose?
So, fire up the blenders,
and the booze will choose.

Here's a lovely redhead,
There's a buxom blonde.
Of one, or of the other,
I could be most fond.
Time is of the essence,
With only one of me,
Such a hard decision,
Who will the winner be?

So that is my dilemma,
I've got to pick my muse,
So fire up the blenders,
And the booze will choose.