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!

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I met her in a gay bar dead all over,
I can still recall those training pants she wore.
She was crashin' through the guardrail with her cobra,
and I knew they'd hate her guts in Baltimore.

She asked me if I'd pick my nose forever,
She said to me she liked "Spy vs. Spy",
But who'd have thought she'd make it on "The Gong Show",
I pushed her off the bridge and waved goodbye.

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