Cheers to choccy for sending me the original mail that ended up being this web page. I've turned it into a little program that does the random selection for you. No idea who the original author was, sorry!

For the next verse, simply click your browser's "reload" button. Keep singing!

Nick

I met her in a nightmare stoned on oatmeal,
I can still recall the Stassin pin she wore.
She was sobbin' at the toll booth with Led-Zeppelin,
and I knew what strong deodorants were for.

The judge declared I'd warp her mind forever,
She said to me that Rolaids made her high,
But who'd have thought she'd boogie in her Maytag,
She sent a hired thug to say goodbye.

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