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 outside Fresno sort of pregnant,
I can still recall the stolen goods she wore.
She was crawlin' through the prairie in her muu-muu,
and I knew no guy would ever love her more.

The painters knew I'd have my rash forever,
She said to me that birthdays made her cry,
But who'd have thought she'd black out in my Edsel,
I now can kiss my credit cards goodbye.

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