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 at a truck stop stoned on oatmeal,
I can still recall that creepy smile she wore.
She was crawlin' through the prairie by the off-ramp,
and I knew no guy would ever love her more.

The judge declared I'd play "Go Fish" forever,
She said to me that birthdays made her cry,
But who'd have thought she'd freak out with a robot,
She sent a hired thug to say goodbye.

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